Thursday, 1 May 2008

The Mona Lisa, Art and Poetry

A look in her eyes
That will never die

She will never cry
Never even sigh

A visual rhyme
Like the mountains high

Or the clouds in the sky
River running by

Leading far and wide
To the ocean side

Like the sands of time
For she stands Divine

On the shores of time
Never to be mine.

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