Perpetual vibrations of

Words exchanged,

Primitive emotions

Pour out,

Godly essence of

Presence arranged,

Punctuating time where

External environments

Can’t be found,

Impermeable convictions

Marks the animal within

Two clashing, humanized elements,

A symphony of intimacy

Guarded by dense sounds,

A pleasant duality that

Keep Doves sane,

These words are pure,

These words are resolutions

Of expressing what needs

To be embraced,

Without the exploration

Of love, we would have nothing but

portrayal and hate

– Nick F. Hawkins