Purple, pink wisp, formless gaseous whirls,
flowing into shape, of feminine curves.
She seems familiar, the high cheek bones.
I know of such one, met in slumber.
Aura within rainbow of auras, eyes smile.
Acquaintance brief, of lucid dreams.
One be-known, Lady of Auras…
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Lady of Auras By Pierre Novaeu – September 2015
It’s been more than 2 years since I published words to share.
I finally found inspiration to write to completion.
I hope I have not lost my edge so here goes…
Thank you for taking the time to read.
Gratefully, Pierre N xoxoxo