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The girl with the pearl earring (poem)

Written by: Milo Hill

Johannes Vermeer (1632-1675), Girl with a Pearl Earring, c. 1665, Oil on canvas, 17 ½ x 15 3/8 in. (44.5 x 39.0 cm), Royal Picture Gallery Mauritshuis, The Hague

She looks at me and only me,

For I am the only person left in the entire world.

The only person that ever mattered to her.

Her lips parted, just asked me

To follow her

And, although the space behind her is blackened by shadow,

I know I can trust her.

I know I can go with her

For she has spoken to my soul.

Her lips parted,



Water girl

And water glisten

On water pearl.

My water girl.

Her eyes,

Clear as cut diamond, crystal.

Foggy as the sea glass I picked up

On the beach and brought home

To her.

Her eyes speak,

“Come away with me”, they say

To me.

Not to the artist,

Not to the woman standing next to me or to anyone else.

She only looks at me.

Her hair bound

In lapiz lazuli,

Tightly wound.

Her hand bound

Around my wrist,

Tightly wound.

My own pearl bracelet.

I follow her

And now it is just us

In the dark

Spilled ink, jet night.

Just us

In the background of the painting.

Hidden beyond the empty black canvas.

We run hand in hand

Like young girls on the beach,

Like young girls through cobbled streets at night.

Since then it has been years,

Maybe more,

Maybe less.

A blank canvas left in a great gallery.

Two girls hiding in the background forever.

Yet still she looks at me,

Says “follow me”,

And I know I am the only one in her world.

She is the only one in mine.



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