The magic beneath her smile
In a hush of varnished sight
Her gaze held mine
She was not senseless
She was enigmatic
A timeless masterpiece
An eternal and sublime beauty
As if she knew everything about me
And all that I hadn’t yet dared to live
Seventeen-seventeen was the arcane message
She whispered to me in the gallery aura
Like a cypher and a vow
A painting is much more than a mirror
It is the reflection of a soul into a thin surface of eternity
The time became nineteen-nineteen
Like wings folding back into the surface of my body
An unlived existence was rising up from between my heart
And it was not a fairytale or a legend
But a secret signal and a door to another world
Surreal fantasies became my realm
And there I lingered silent and astonished
Immobile like a sphinx with staring eyes
Futile as I felt like the moments of bliss I lived in that magic kingdom of beauty and eternity
An exquisite world where my heart beat again joyfully
Vanity and ephemeral dreams took me to mysterious places
Where I discovered new oddities and ancient secrets
I wouldn’t be able to understand which spell had been cast on me
I only knew I couldn’t resist the captivating labyrinth of arts
The magic beneath her smile concealed arcane mysteries
It wasn’t a prosaic artwork but a divine splendour
Dressed in centuries of varnish
Hid behind a shining crystal
Surrounded by fragments of timeless magnificence.
Lisa