Her eyes reminds me of
The nights when the sun
Met the moon, behind
The silent, purple skies,
Yet her soul flourished
In the serene color of maroon,
Heavenly smells of her perfume
Resumed my heart to bloom
Like sunflowers do
Amidst the birth of June,
The mere thought of her
Beautiful eyes matching
Her majestic smell locked
Me into a spell that I seized
To bail,
She’s a queen that sets my heart
To sail across the 7 seas,
She’s my freedom,
She’s my peace
– Nick F. Hawkins
Sacred Thinking 