very mona lisa
virtue sings of you and your name,
every move made not happenstance,
regal strides and posture hold firm,
years of idolised glances to stares.
more than a surrender of heart, mind,
often its a joyous leap of faith,
never blind insight of the love that is,
always brighter, your smiles aglow.
love, we speak so easy of its power,
intricate routes, its awe never receded,
suspended words hang in the air,
all praising a love won and lost.
(2013)
a wry smile that says it all
