A masterwork of bone, sinew, and skin Defying perfection her fairest cheeks and feminine chin Her form crafted and carved as a statue of ancient Greece Lo! I would keep her hidden, a secret held unto me Locked away to appease my most jealous heart For it would cause a mortal cut if eer we were apart My soul she holds captive, her eyes contained the very key But I could not withhold such beauty from the Earth A prisoner to my selfishness, a fate yet undeserved Her expert shape and classical features to all should be observed Not all the gold of all the nations could match her shine or worth So go my ornate masterpiece! Go and share your radiant gleam Go my Venus de Milo, my Winged Victory And light the world with your achromic beam.