Vermilion Literary Project, Vo. XXII Copyright 2006 © All Rights Reserved by Author
Aura
by
Suzanne Sunshower
Above the photograph of you
in your fat youthful splendor,
hangs a bunch of lavender
from summers gone.
Faded from purple
to a paler essence of themselves,
they smell more now of incense
than the pungent buds they were
when fresh picked from a garden in town.
It is their essence
which reminds me of you;
not as you once were -
brilliant orange as in life,
but as I feel you surround me now -
a quieter, more refined
mellow blue.
Aura
by
Suzanne Sunshower
Above the photograph of you
in your fat youthful splendor,
hangs a bunch of lavender
from summers gone.
Faded from purple
to a paler essence of themselves,
they smell more now of incense
than the pungent buds they were
when fresh picked from a garden in town.
It is their essence
which reminds me of you;
not as you once were -
brilliant orange as in life,
but as I feel you surround me now -
a quieter, more refined
mellow blue.