Your picture, like a painting
I indulge
Imagine I was there
I see more than just a smiling face
vulnerability
gentle passion
is deep within your stare
Imperfection reveals a beauty
only possible from a little wear and tear
But that's what makes me so eager to look
though it's a one sided affair
A projection a style a colour
Like finding a stone so rare
That's how it looks
but how does it feel?
is a question to beware
A desire to touch to taste to smell
is greed 
I'm well aware
But my optimistic mind says we'll meet in another life and those desires we would share