Her Aura

Her aura and vibrations

Are high like incoming

Text messages,

Thoughts of her come and go

Just as the winds gentleness,

My heart beats like the drum

Of a rock band,

Sorrow is banned and love

Reunites like a long lost friend,

She’s the waters to my riverbank

And the gold bricks to my financial bank,

The bandaid to my scars of pain,

A picture without her is

Impossible to paint

– Nick F. Hawkins

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