Its you and your smile

I was told about Helen

with beauty that launched a thousand ships.

when i try to draw her face

it did not look happy to me.

her beauty could not touch me i guess

I closed my eys and recalled two glistening sapphires

two red lights down my house

trying to sell me a rose for a buck

I filled my canvas

it spoke of undefined beauty.

I wonder what is there in monalisa smile!

It does not give me line to write.

I turn around and there you are

then that smile bloomed in to poetry

this is what for me is beauty..