Beauty is not in what we see, but in the way we look PoemUnder the brush of an inspired artist,Vivid colors and blazing strokes persist,An enigmatic beauty unfolds,In the golden reflections, a story told.Red lips, luscious and inviting,Reveal a mystery, softly exciting.Each brushstroke, an emotion’s embrace,A work of art, pure and full of grace.Beyond the hues, beyond the lines,The artist’s soul in secret confines.An inner world, a vision grand,Transcending the canvas, beyond the land Pretty woman of the modern era by John Slyfield Rap