Cubist Gaze
Reflection
In fragmented beauty, she stands tall,
A mosaic of emotions, beyond them all.
Her eyes, like windows to the soul,
Reflect the depths of a heart made whole.
With lips that whisper secrets untold,
She gazes forth, her story unfold.
In cubist shards, her visage shines,
A kaleidoscope of inner designs.
The brushstrokes dance, a vibrant hue,
A symphony of color, both old and new.
In this portrait, we find our own reflection,
A mirror to the depths of our perception.
The artist's hand, a guiding light,
Illuminates the path, through the dark of night.
And in her gaze, we find our own way,
Through the labyrinth of life's complex day.
With every glance, a tale is spun,
Of dreams, of hopes, of life just begun.