Portrait Girl with a pearl earring, Vermeer

This sleepy wall, a portrait in the frame
elaborate and grand - your golden cage.
The earring’s pearl is casting sparks of flame
each time you turn your head. You came of age.
The scarf upon your hair and it became
a part of vision turned into your stage.

Years rolled away, and centuries observe
the leaves departing, budding. Life persists.
Forever young, your magic eyes reserve
their most enchanting time. Who can resist 
your lips, this open shell, its secret curve?
The artist’s hand is dust - but you exist.


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