Monalisa

Angel's touch at the twilight
A little dark is she at light
With hairs short like a well kept lawn
Behind her are all eyes drawn
Invigorating her beauty as the dew of dawn
She is my Monalisa

poem by Nicholas BoatengReport problemRelated quotes
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