"Mona Lisa"

She entered my Life with no Expectations My heart already Racing just From her position Alone I mean persona Fully grown But I wasnt She was the Talk of The neighborhood But not many Could honestly Say they had Her attention I mean not Physically And what she Meant to me A modern day Mona Lisa Portrait worth Painting but not Hanging In motion Her form Caressed the Curve of my Every imagination Look at the Position i'm Standing in Young and Poetically witty Staring her in The face But mind stuck On her T....... oh Who still Uses that Term So sexy Light caramel Skin tone Persona could Move nations Alone But her interests Directed in me Saying nothing Moves her soul Like the words That I speak All I did Was tell her The truth Now that I Know how she Felt I Wish I had The growth To know what To do You see When she Spoke she Didnt need To crave attention As her incredible Neckline connected A 36/24/36 Definition If she only Knew my Thoughts At that time And since you Cant see her Allow me to Paint you a Picture Hands soft Like butter Skin pecan cream Eyes star bright Smile flows Like ocean streams Heart as Compassionate As an Angel Everytime she's In my presence I loose speech So I composed Her a note Not trying To be slick And found myself At her doorstep As she walked Down the stairs Half naked and Robed I froze Like an elk In bright lights I often prayed To relive that Night Our conversations Never got out Of hand In a sense I had the instinct Of a gentle man But now that I have the Wisdom courage And experience to Restore more Than her faith Its a bit too Late She passed Away