The look of poetry

The look of poetry.
My Peruvian Monalisa.

Do you see me finally

Her eyes asked unassumingly

In this crowd of happiness

I must confess,

I’m no village beauty

They darted to the other girl

Everyone admired earlier..

Including me.

Perhaps it’s my baby

That you now see

I dressed her special today

So carefully..

I put the camera away,

after this shot

Barely noting what I’d got!

Held those eyes with a grateful smile

I didn’t know then, it’s been a while

For me,

She would be poetry.

ID Nov 8 2019

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