AI,
paint me Mona Lisa
without a smile,
no dimples,
without a brush,
and with no paints.
But retain her eyes —
they wink at me with Mediterranean lure.
......
Though the room was full, I saw only her
all the others gathered were just a blur.
My Muse of love poetry was standing there
looking so beautiful and beyond compare.
She was making the coffee and the tea
and poured out a “pint of Guinness” for me.
Then as I supped it, I drank in the sight
of my lovely Muse upon that Guild night.
......
Though the room was full, I saw only her
all the others gathered were just a blur.
My Muse of love poetry was standing there
looking so beautiful and beyond compare.
She was making the coffee and the tea
and poured out a “pint of Guinness” for me.
Then as I supped it, I drank in the sight
of my lovely Muse upon that Guild night.
......
AI,
paint me Mona Lisa
without a smile,
no dimples,
without a brush,
and with no paints.
But retain her eyes —
they wink at me with Mediterranean lure.
......