Your picture sits upon my desk
Encased within a frame,
I know those eyes, I know that smile
And yes, I know your name;

You gaze at me intently,
I wonder what you think -
Although you're just an image
I could swear I saw you wink;

I press your picture to my chest
And I can almost feel
The tender beating of your heart -
If only you were real!

I touch my fingers to the glass,
Caress your smiling face -
If only I could reach within
And occupy your space

What wonders I would realize,
What joy would flood my heart -
If I could wander through the glass
We'd never be apart;

I'd kiss your lips a thousand times,
Embrace you with my soul,
Transform your paper image
Into one that's warm and whole;

I'd then exist within your world,
Enjoined with you at last -
Content to share your life and love
Somewhere beyond the glass

Nice poem .

Wonderful. Well done. Thank you.

Your very talented such a beautiful poem.

Adorable Wondering why did it end Keep writing

this is beautiful