One golden light, reflected pure
Such enchanted sight which grows,
endures
To glimpse her heart when distant it feels
In smallest part that
shadows the real
Such honeyed hues boyant and bright
Shining through
to wonder and delight
Like morning dew, caught in the sun
That shames's
the night from which it sprung
For beyond such colors, her laugh
resides
her thoughts her dreams, held away inside
But still I revel in
what is shown
Her shadow, her light, her beauty known...
-Steve Oyervidez
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