The Van Gogh Poem by Viper Monroe
The Van Gogh
Amid all the hues mine eyes can see
the reds the blue and even the greens
the beauty here is beyond compare
men have no choice but to stop and stare
take a deep breath and listen to your soul
my lady your a diamond made from coal
wherever you lead me I must go
here or there to or fro
your soul within has a bright shining glow
displayed in a painting it would be a Van Gogh
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