A Winter's Lapse

I lean in to kiss my reflection And think to myself, how wonderful It would be if the image Does not retract. You see, There are no better moments Than those led by empathy In which we find ourselves making Memories worth keeping. Remind your future How you leaned in to kiss your reflection And how you could feel your lips surrender Like pursed fair flowers blooming In a winter's lapse And how if only for one moment You shed your inner workings You may find something Worth living and dying for.