Through the Looking glass.. behind glass.

You see him there. Unmoving and smudged.
You lower and whipe your glasses.
It's still rainning. But he is still there. Spotted.
You lower and whipe your glasses again.
Why can't you focus on his image like you used to?
You turn the mirror to see him better.
He still seems to be fading in the distance! You wonder, why?
Lower and whipe your glasses once more.
You miss him!! You want to touch him. All you feel is wet glass.
Try whipping the fogged glass.
Just how many stained glasses must you clear and twist and turn to make them focus , when breaking them all down , just isn't an option?