The Thoughts of Mona Lisa | Poem

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My faint smile hinders your attempts,

To analyze my gaze,

Intoxicating the masses,

With my lips that bedaze,

You are transfixed by my brown eyes,

That pierce into your soul,

An illusionary artwork,

Whose gaze asserts control,

With a tender heart I give thanks,

To my Leonardo,

Whose brushstrokes breathed life into me,

With intention to sew,

For now I sit inside the Louvre,

On marvelous display,

A focal point of visitors,

Whose presence make my day.