Woman with a Pearl Necklace (detail), Johannes Vermeer; 1662-64

SONG OF THE PEARL
— By Archie Sullivan

I WAS made for the smallest hands to press,
For the softest kiss and the still caress,
For the whispered peace of a night in June,
For tired eyes that watch the moon.
I was made for grief and for hearts that break
To passionate tears for the loved one’s sake;
My soul is a mist, my heart a sea,
And I pave the floors of eternity.

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