Hazel and Gold

You are hazel and gold
Wrapped in summer’s sunset
As light through a vapor
A drifting ghost of fire

You are copper
Fresh from the forge
Soft blaze aglow
Tempered by your tears

You are eyes engraved
Beneath my skin
You are beautiful without
You are beautiful within
And each and every flaw
Is as streaks through marble
Adding to the whole

What fortune
To be haunted
By you.

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