To Da Vinci, with Love Poem by RAJESH.C BOSE

A singular flaw of yours,
Be it willful or unwitting,
Rendered me an enigma,
Bound to eternity.

You stripped away my innocence
With your masterful strokes of color,
Elevating your own prominence,
Diminishing the significance of my smile.

What became of your skilled hands?
Unknown to you, but clear to me,
It was not with your fingers alone,
But with the canvas of your mind...

You constrained my smile,
Limited by the frame of your thoughts,
Transforming me into an eternal mystery,
Crowning you a maestro of reverence.

Yours forever, Mona Lisa.