I adore those painted kisses
Although I must confess
Each time I walk away from you
You leave me in distress
Your smile will always follow me
No matter where I go
I spend my days admiring you
While walking to and fro
I know you feel the same my dear
Though, your voice I've never heard
I see the way you stare at me
You don't have to say a word
Each time I turn to look at you
I catch you staring back
I try my best to be debonair
But it's something that I lack
My beautiful Mona Lisa
Leonardo's pride and joy
It's time for this museum to close
Why must you be so coy?
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