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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