Lisa's Love Jones
She is another man's property
Forbidden perhaps to pose for such an artist
A mirage of a slow smile on her face
Some see smirk somber sliver sly seduction
Sandy shadows personify her presence
Did you see in her encore eyes
Dreams deferred decorated delivered
In a decidedly departed deja vu?
Hidden in brave denial
The remainder of her doting smile
Traced enhanced romanced by his hands
Attentive artistry of bleak bronze hues
Captures light behind enchanting eyes
Maybe she carries a child
Painting in her womb by her lovers brush
Swelling hearts baptizing minds
As the only work of art she will treasure
For it is so very personal
Love lights Mona Lisa's darkest daze
Painted passion lives in an impression
A hint of a smile
Least the secret be told too loud.
*This poem is about the Mona Lisa painting.
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