"Orange meets the blue
The sunset’s colorful mixture I adore
Its aspects of beauty are like the many droplets of dew
It reminds me of my necklace made of peacock ore

The sunset’s color I adore
From its tones of orange mixed with purplish blue
It reminds me of my necklace made of peacock’s ore
Its emulsions of colors accrues"

Do you have to completely repeat the line, since the first line of the second stanza isn't exactly the second from the first... woah that sounded more confusing than I had hoped for.

I really enjoyed the imagery in the poem, and I liked the type of poem; I don't know how it slipped by me. I find it much more agreeable than a villanelle, though it reminds me a bit of one.