Aura
You will smell fall and think of me
and remember, she wanted fire.
The late afternoon sky will pinken
like the flush of my cheeks,
and the color of your heart as it was then, will be burning.
That day, that moment will all ring true
and your warmth will send me to heights I have pined for
leaving my breath still, within you.
Aura
By Linda R. O'Connell © 2009
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~And...This is Poetry~
When words become pictures
And pictures become feelings
The poet has painted the breath of life
Unseen, yet never forgotten
Stirring within
Your poem "Aura" is a masterpiece Linda...frame it.
Warm regards,
Kathy
Your comment is a poem!♥
Wow kathy, I love your comment to my poem, it is just like a poem itself. Very pretty words!
I appreciate your kindness kathy, and coming from you, I am honored you think so much of this one!
Thanks so much again!!
♥ Linda
It doesn't get any better than this
wow wow and wow again-Linda this is magical, I still have goosebumps from reading it! savour the moment, because this is beautiful.... :D ♥
You are so kind Jewel
Thanks for all the wow's...hehe i like them!
I think i might have been inspired by this absolutely gorgeous fall day today!
So crisp and perfect!
Glad you enjoyed it Jewel and thanks for reading
♥♥
Linda
linda
your poems give me nice memories. i love the feeling in this one. well-written stuff!
Sweet Memories
I'm glad you get nice memories from this one Neo. I did too!
I think this fall day brought it all back to me somehow.
Thank you sweet man!
Linda