Portrait painted by my hand

Portrait painted by my hand
About the state of mind.
The look opens all the paths
Eyes calmly look at me.
They have a secret and depth.
What are they talking about
The pen cannot express that look
And with paints it is possible.
Open the mystery of the secret
The soul is open - read and speak
She will answer, give you a hint -
The story of beautiful women,
Who has comprehended
The secrets of her soul,
Your sad fate.
Sadness and tenderness,
The light of the soul
Love without a shadow of regret.
And she is filled with reason
Reflected by that bright light.
My soul is high.


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