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