Madison F Pilla Glass and Mosaics

Peridots shimmer in Jezebel's eyes,
Making little rainbows dance around her as she cries.
Emerald leaves harbinger another summer,
throw a cloak of shadow on the doorway she stands under.
There was once a time when she wielded her beauty like a sword.
The hearts of men were harps; she could strum along with every chord.
Other women marveled at those green eyes, jealously.
their faces ranged from red -hot rage to pale pink impotency.
Envy is the green that glitters from her icy diamond heart-stone.
But tears still turn to peridots when she cries in her chambers alone.
Age threatens like a winter storm when the north wind cools;
summer is her mirror, set with pretty little green teardrop jewels.

*Beautifully Broken is used with permission of S. Encini(dark prince) rip