you look utterly divine,
her lover said
as she lay underneath the covers
of his bed
wearing only a slip of
expensive French lace,
and a Mona Lisa smile
on her beautiful face
you’re a conveyor of lies,
she replied
though I like how your love for me
does not hide
everything you say
is plain as day
you don’t seem to care
what anyone will say
for they don’t know you like I do,
he whispered in her ear
they don’t know the secrets
you reveal to me whenever I’m near
but all this doesn’t change
how perfect you are to me
with that Mona Lisa smile
that’s only mine to see.
Reblogged this on Mihranpiano and commented:
Conveyor – enjoy the beautiful lines and words…