"Do Not Touch" The sign I read for this majestic beauty. It makes me all the more want to know what it feels like. Does one crave to hold ugly things? No, I say. So I continue to stare, breathing in, capturing whatever ounce of this creature, Without the right to touch. Thoughts torture the mind with daydreams. But I can't look away. It has captured my heart, I am a prisoner to her. And so I sit, Wait, Stare longingly, Till the sign is removed.