I saw the fairy lights’ reflection
In the calmness of the Venetian river
With a burning incandescence of yellow and white
More brilliant than a thousand suns
And more radiant than the moon.
It was oddly familiar.
And I realized
It was the same light I had seen
Under an evening sky and setting sun
When I saw
A scintillating wildfire aflame
In those splendid sea blue eyes of yours.