Pretty as a Picture

We stared without words. I was lost in your eyes.
A connection without words. Not fabricated with lies.

The joy of heaven shone uncomplicated.
Without need for St. Paul to convince me.
Nor did I need the code of Da Vinci.

Now one less tear in my heart. A rose petal taken the spot.
Hard to pluck it was not.

Through alluring eyes I saw the soul of a saint.
Though pretty as a picture.
This girl, Leonardo himself aint worthy to paint.

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