Found

I feel as if I should write something clever here, but I can't, so I'm substituting with mildly deprecating self-reflection. Anyways, this is temptation; nothing more, nothing less.


Found

Through the glass,
through the mist,
gilded gaze
in a kiss.
Ivory,
supple bliss,
breaching
the wall.

Grasping now,
grasping near;
want and wish
crystal clear,
all enclosed
in a tear.
Finding,
we fall.