My name is Aura
My classification is **** Sapien
But what am I?
I have reddish-blondish-brownish hair
I have green eyes and precious skin
But what am I?
I like to read
I like to create art
I like to waste time on the internet
But what am I?
I live on planet Earth
at least, that's what I'm told...
But what am I?
I feel a strange serenity when I am in the forest,
listening to the calls of the wild
I can understand them
the trees
the birds
the other creatures living
I am not from here.
I do not belong on such a planet of destruction and chaos
But
this planet also has much beauty
Beauty that I thrive in
I originate from somewhere beautiful
somewhere pure
somewhere untouched by mass technology and war and famine and pain
I originate from somewhere built on Love
Oneness
Beauty
Acceptance
There are others here, that come from the same place i do,
and I think I have found them.
But
What
Am
I
?

Do you see that flower?

It has no beauty compared to your presence.

Do you see that lake?

It could never replenish my thirst the way your eyes do.

Do you see those trees?

They could never provide the amount oxygen that I lose when you kiss me

Do you see that house?

It could never give me the safety that I feel wrapped in your embrace

Do you see Me?

I can never love myself as much as you do.

How wonderful it would be
to be a cat

just lay in the sun
on your comfy pedestal
looking down at your caretakers
not having to worry

about college

relationships

money

cars

christmas

birthdays

world hunger

war

government policies

healthcare

jobs

sounds like perfection


unless you're a stray
*that **** would ****

The summer sunshine
lights up imagination.

Friendship is endless,
without natural deceit.

Share my endless acceptance.

Always, will I love everyone and their insecurities

Unbreakable is my devotion to fill my life with as much love as possible

Real is my care and love for this universe

And I hope that others will learn to be this way

Why ban graffiti?

It is a creative art,
in a different form.

Art in the city
makes my eyes and mind at ease;
makes it full of life.

Street art is lovely.
Buildings look less indecent.

The streets look happy.

over powering
uncontrollable
crying
laughing
confusing
ecstasy
rage
ph­ilosophy
thinking
realizing
learning
metaphysical
theoretical
log­ic

oh the way

the green grass shines

when i lay
next to you

you say my eyes
look like the universe

i say you hold me
like time holds the earth

In the process
of waking up
I never realized
how hard it was
to make others see
what we can actually be
what is normal for the spider
is chaos for the fly
I just want others
to realize

I can't believe how you shine like the sun,
you make me feel as though I am alive.

I feel as tough you are the only one
who can help my soul laugh, smile, love, and thrive.

The way we exchange love just through our eyes,
it's like a whole galaxy full of Love,
passing through my Self, my soul, and my mind.

You tell me that I'm the one you've dreamt of
as you lean in to kiss me so softly.

How can it be that I know who you are?

Even before yo told me anything.

I know that you have been traveling far
to unite out two selves into one soul.

Now we while finally become a whole.