Breakfast With The Mona Lisa (Not) Poem by Vanish Windows
Breakfast With The Mona Lisa (Not)
Enjoying jam today (his Continental breakfast)
my lover poses like the Mona Lisa
in front of a spiky Italian rock.
'I'm no oil painting, ' he smiles (less than mysteriously) .
In his Mambo shirt he's more Gauguin than Da Vinci
or perhaps a Gioconda modified by Salvador Dali?
He has no Monet but his virtues are Manet
and I tell him I love him, with all my art....
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