Never fully grasped
Frail, blind desire
Helpless gravitation
Starts a seedling, clasped
Bound under the wires
Nurture to fruition
And itβs the best flavor weβll ever taste
The best hue on the palette
To be receiving love and grace
A place in the universe
Otherwise, lonely planet
The eyes connect
The eyes reflect
A pool of fascination
Though mostly one way
Carving through
In finite time
In finite space
Fondness flows
A smile in full display