The maple leafs remind me her,for the place where she is, for where she was when I met her.The tulips remind me her,for the suavity, the fascination that provokes,for being one of her favorite flowers.The roses, the orchids and the peonies also remind me her,for what they are, for their presencein the middle of the wildness,sharing what they do best,their perfume and graciousness:strength disguised in beauty.But none of them reminds me heras much as the poppies,for the pleasant view,for the unreal beauty, almost a paintingfor being just as she is, an unbelievable gorgeousness,full of misteries, source of dreams. Nobody knowsLisa Gherardini.Millionscome to see her.And she,with her peculiar prepotency, ignores them.Everybodyknows the Josephs sonand hisapproachable sigh. Everyoneknows he would do whatever for his mother,evenmetamorphose the tasteless water in the best wine ever.However,nobody looks at me, they prefer to admire her, so sly.You dontcare about Lisa Gherardini.But you arenot different from others.You wouldnot stop to hear the harmonious sounds frommy strings and bows.You wouldprefer that noise around her quietness Despite myfragrant food, you would stay observing her empty hands.The roughfabric of her clothes would call your attentionmore than myelegant dresses and delicate textiles.They do notknow Lisa GherardiniThey neversee how sad she is during the nightalone anddreary, expecting the dawn.While herethe enjoyment is endless,deliciousaroma of the pleasant food.And she,acrid smell of must.They likeher greeny and browny tonesand do notwatch the blues, reds, greens, whites,countlesshues present in me.I hate LisaGherardini.Someone seesa snaky path behind herand a sketchof a bridge in the other side.But there isno observance of my birds,my perfectclouds, my dogs, even mylittle kitten playing with a jar.I hate LisaGherardini and I hate her infinitesimalness.One hundredsixty nine times smaller than I,but theentire world comes to look at her,myresplendence they deny.Notes:1) Lisa Gherardini is also known as Lisa del Giocondo, Lisa di Antonio Maria Gherardini and Mona Lisa.2) The Wedding at Cana is a massive painting by the painter Paolo Veronese. It is on display in the Musee du Louvrein Paris, where it is the largest painting in that museum's collection. It is placed just in front of Monna Lisa or La Gioconda by Leonardo da Vinci. I hope there is someone in your life.Not someone as an ordinary one,just a someone else, not this.(This I dont wish to anybody.)I hope and I wish there might be someone,but a special one to you, that's what I mean.I hope this someone that might exist in your lifemight not be close to you for a while.I wish that, for a good time, this someone might be far from you.I also wish you have no certainty about this ones feelings.And I wish you fight and you wait for this someone,cause this one, this special one,who I hope exists in your life,is someone for whom the fight is worthy,and you wait cause this someone is worthy of waiting,and you love, not because there is a reason for loving,but just because this someone is this someone,and you love just because you love.I hope you live this.I hope you feel this:Love with no guaranty.Waiting without know for how long it will be,just