She wore emeralds

and diamonds

Round her neck

So much a Manet

outline

So much like Klimt

imcoplete

I like his work

Her beauty,

strength and eyes

like fired up steel

High rank as high

as her high cheek

bones

Her thoughtful look

is deep as the sea

What are you thinking about

Oh, beautiful ne

With

Emeralds and diamonds

Snaked soulfully

Round your neck

They are things,

but not the real

you

You, who holds

them up

Your souls passion

elegant and regal

as the garment you

wear

Your souls passions

hidden

Behind ruby lips

Quieted by clear sapphire eyes

They speak…

See me now, Now see me

The beautiful one

in emerald

Framed in a gallery’s walls

As high as its

ceiling

How high you reign over

your castle of

beauty

This land is yours

yet

Who holds your

heart?

Look deeply in her

eyes and you will

see

The silence of her

sweet lips

Speak to me