I remember first witnessing your beauty,
Like stained glass crafted by God’s hands.
Colors selected with a keen eye.
Division with such precision and command.
Iridescent angelic highlights,
Setting you apart from the rest.
Eyes a piercing crimson,
Mahogany speckled breast.
Paintbrush strokes of black and white,
You returned a glance at me.
Wood duck, Axi sponsa…”water betrothed”
Dressed for a wedding are we?