Girl with a Pearl Earring
By Patricia Olson
Her amber eyes follow me
deep as earth's core,
pure concentration
from beneath blue silk
wrapping her head,
her day's work done
she sits posed,
poised for the painter,
the portrait that hides
secrets, questions, longings.
Who is she?
Who is the painter?
The thread binds them
In breathless silence.
Golden light flows
Through shutters, stretches
like lace across her face,
her breath clouds the room,
the needle burned in flame
pierces her ear, the blood
wiped away, the pearl
dangles, glistening,
an opalescent tear,
his eyes longing,
painting her to eternity
her eyes, a Madonna
or eyes of God's judgment,
staring, following me,
there is no escape.
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