stained glass
Holy abodes adorn me
Passers-by adore me
But I let you see
What I want you to see
Illusions of transparency
Hidden beneath the spectrum
Tints of reds, yellows and blues
I reveal, what I let them.
Polyhedral shapes abound
The facets never astound me
Sharp vertices grace, my every face,
The onlookers surround me.
You'll never see, the qualities
Behind the sacred confines
But those which are chosen to be displayed,
So distinguished, by blurry lines
a/n: haven't uploaded in a while, sorry about that, I lacked motivation for a while and I just strongly disliked everything I wrote. I'm not very organised, this is what the book looks like:
(Organised, I know)
I need to get myself sorted out, but I'll try to upload less...sporadically.
stay safe y'all :D (see you next week.... hopefully)
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