An ordinary guy nonetheless
Enters a gallery, full of wonders
Sighs can be heard, he was not impressed
About to leave, but heard thunder.

He stayed for the time being
Waiting for the storm to pass
He explored the entire building
And saw a painting, that he cannot bypass

For the painting bewitched him
Granted intense feeling of love and anxiety
He could not move a muscle, and it was on a whim
Staring at it like it was some kind of deity

No matter the occasion, he was there
Looking at the painting, like it was no object
Wishing he could hold it, but could only stare
For he wasn't worthy to have something so perfect.