She started out some years ago
the wife of a friend of mine.
The lady’s name was Lisa,
and she was a Florentine.
Through all of my commissions
She followed me through time.
Lisa Gherardini
had a shy and secret grin.
I remember when she sat for me,
the light was perfect then,
But something less than perfect
Was the aspect of her eyes.
She had a stigmatism
That my art could not disguise.
Last night, lying there with Salai
my apprentice and my love.
I looked into his eyes
and was inspired from above..
I hurried to my studio
And burned the midnight oil
This time Salai sat for me
in the same pose as the girl.
.
The result I deem perfection,
I will keep her till I die..
I’ll never sell this mystery girl
That has my lovers’ eyes.
Dec 23, 2011
Dec 23, 2011 at 10:15 PM UTC
She started out some years ago
the wife of a friend of mine.
The lady’s name was Lisa,
and she was a Florentine.
Through all of my commissions
She followed me through time.
Lisa Gherardini
had a shy and secret grin.
I remember when she sat for me,
the light was perfect then,
But something less than perfect
Was the aspect of her eyes.
She had a stigmatism
That my art could not disguise.
Last night, lying there with Salai
my apprentice and my love.
I looked into his eyes
and was inspired from above..
I hurried to my studio
And burned the midnight oil
This time Salai sat for me
in the same pose as the girl.
.
The result I deem perfection,
I will keep her till I die..
I’ll never sell this mystery girl
That has my lovers’ eyes.
P.O.V is Leonardo DaVinci. In My interpretation Leonardo is a artistic genius and a gay man.
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