Looking Through a Stained Glass Window
Violet streaks break through
window glass like a kaleidoscope,
and in your eyes fall a thousand
flailing petals of hope.
Lips twitching upwards,
like the curving of the moon
who dances with the dark
and whispers to the noon.
Light-painted cheeks with
blushing little stars,
you are one with the angels
a goddess of mars.
