The light pours like honey sweet, thick and gold,
It captures the gaze in eyes that unfold,
Those rays touch her eyes and illuminate there,
A flower so coarse and unbearably fair,
That all those who look into her eyes and stare,
See petals of honey, golden and bright,
Encased in a rapture of glistening light,
It colors her soul hues of earth, rich and deep,
A symphony of golden glimmers that seep,
Her tears seem like dew on the petals they keep,
Gods beautiful mistake, it takes after those eyes,
And there in the soft glow hidden it lies,
You will see it whenever she looks towards the sky.