sonnet In camouflage you are

In camouflage you are your grey eyes blend
In current collar colours sunset red
They take on vampire like looks that I dread
Your fiery locks a stellar furnace rend
As if on doomsday Mars no chance of mend
At sunset human silhouettes scale the head
And rays of orange over sea are shed
On banking beaches rocks and groynes at end
Once frosty grey eyes melt an ice age link
In sunset hearth theyre sparking hazel wood
They smelt a copper scarlet down to pink
I spy askance Im blinking understood
I peep your pupils black against their whites
The holy holes hold stars and hit on heights
Chorus whites hvitte veyts