“The sunset on the beach, calls to her, opens your aura, and releases the power of peace in the air.”

Her thunders, storms, lightning, are destructive or life-giving but it all depends on who is standing in front of her.

She wish to read the minds of those who smiled wickedly at her, let her be the wolf to devour madness.

She is a woman, with softness in her smiles and pores but a steel firm core that is an epitome of strength.

Will you cherish me or ravish me with your wildness, if you were to know who I am in reality?

She stood at the tip of obstacles, but never blind to the light of faith.

It pains to be insulted every time you breathe when I am your oxygen but you have to wish to breathe.

I look at the lines around his eyes, they are my road map to my happiness.

She had a precious light in her heart, that kept him alive in the moments he desired death, she was his savior.

This life is no less than a war for power, will you be kind enough to let me rule you, Oh my Mind?

He had her scent seeping out of pores.

I look at the mirror today and see the woman I am transforming to be, beyond measure and just wow.

She is a woman that senses the power of emotions through her core that are deep sensual triggers.

She is a she wolf, in the body of a queen, conquer and warrior with the flight of the phoenix and enveloped in the aura of shield and sword.

She is a passionate being that fills his lungs with the power of her love and raw emotions that strengthens his core,

The world we live in is a forest of frost, with crystal ice webs of lies and deception.

Her tears of pain transformed into jewels of resilience as soon as she started with soul deep self love.

Life is a metaphysical autumn, with time it changes the color of life and fall, but always has an aura of change and depth.

I am a woman whose realizing her aura, capacity and capability to thrive and excel, a woman who knows what personal feats are while branding her mark professionally and passion based.

I’d wear clogs, short pants and ladies’ bracelets. I created this aura for myself.

The aura of uninvincibility has gone, if there is such a word.

A realized one sends out waves of spiritual influence in his aura, which draw many people towards him. Yet he may sit in a cave and maintain complete silence.

Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.

I think the energy I give off is quite non-confrontational. That’s something you learn from karate. Once you try to be a tough guy, you’ve got to pay up. You’ve got to prove yourself. And that’s exhausting.

She is a woman who values the voices of her aura.