Woman in the Glass Box

I was talking to a friend the other day and mentioned that they reminded me of a poem or story I had read. When I tried to look for it I found out there are several movies and art pieces with a similar name but could not find the poem I thought I read. So maybe it was a work I had either started or thought of and never did. Anyway here is the poem I created yesterday in honor of the poem/story that never was and the one who inspired it:

"Lady Behind the Glass"

'Do not touch!' The sign is as easily ignored as the fingers that smudge the surface-

of the glass box.

Eyes focus on every move, ignoring all but-

what lies in, the behind the glass.

Men feel a sick excitement while they watch her, unnoticed, go through her routine, their gazes unnoticed.
only to have the pace of heartbeats quicken when she meets his eyes and he draws out her smile-

She,the lady in the glass box.

Finally as lust fills his body and his head is lost in the sparkles of her eyes he smashes the box-

Freeing the one in the glass prison

Soon they are in each others arms while nary he notice his own soul sucked away, Only his body is left in-

the shattered cage in which "love" slept.