under stained glass - with Indie

Can you feel my hand  
pressed against this stained glass pane  
waiting for sunshine  
   
All of these sepia rainbows  
will fill with technicolour  
   
But today is blue  
with pearlescent undertones  
reflecting the glass  
   
shards of you still seep through it  
I can feel your radiance  
   
A new dawn rising  
like the first breath after midnight  
everything comes alive again  
   
Your breath, my breath; sanctuary  
glass cracking with your heartbeat  
   
Shattered, I cut my  
own shoulders reaching for yours  
reimagining  
   
tasting the way light reflects  
on your prismatic beauty  
   
Sunlit skin collides  
shadows disperse like burned ghosts  
your embrace is holy  
   
Technicolour seeps through, lights us  
Goddesses under stained glass