Could I be the Mona Lisa,
smiling with purpose
and showing the world
I know something they do not?
Could I be a Play,
with a chilling subplot
wrapped tightly around
a rich story of love?
Perhaps I am a Song,
a complicated but happy tune
sure to incite dancing
under the streetlights, in the rain?
It must be magic that draws
life to love,
eyes to smiles,
and butterflies to dance -
while words play
their soliloquy in time.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Never Believe it's Not So.
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