A Stranger To You
like finely decorated porcelain,
you lie across my path
beautifully, finely sculpted
separated by a mirror apart.
you have so many admirers
who have come
and watched you by,
stared at you in wonder
but i?
i'll just sit here
like another passerby
hoping one day,
maybe one day,
you'll meet my direction
and look me in the eye.