Stained-Glass Love

She gave to him a stained-glass love
That looked so good in light so pure,
But that turned cold within the dark
And closing of the door.

But other men still envy him
The beauty he resides within;
But they don’t the love he knows
That involves neither heart

Nor skin

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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