RESPIRATION MY INSPIRATION FROM THE SKY

what can match the thought brighter or later winding leaves

i have no word all by my wild head burning

upon the new leaf turning with colors depicted darkness

to reach up with sparklers at the tips

of my fingers that moves bar-b-que coals

the smoke is swirling tiny ashy debri is whirling

turning calm and free from usual control

my beer i tip and have me more of those

makes me think and i sink the ink spots deep

sitting with open mind in sights leaping lights

i hold and keep open body in shorts bares poetry

with heart sides real and breathes like metal

hamburger flipper the burgers are really

good tells me, i aim, i game, i sense

the flame when happy and unhappy so what

i like to see some change kiss alive something

anew again tonight i will kiss you O' my stars awaiting untold

so through and through i chew on the meat

gone dry more sauces please with no time to taste

i gobble can't waste make use of some words

for cause to grow pass to toast anew again world gleams

i got it lots of eats on i made each one out of sounds unwired

packing up books all soaked

feeling quick to withdraw the moment when i saw the faces

the noises, the hats, the hearts glowing in the dark

under the stars that stirs and showers us at times

i am about to be blooming on blurry lines full of passions

flowers gentle respiration my inspiration from the sky

fire up the grill illuminates when gloom seems dim

like dieing leaves and torn pages flying

in the breeze that long breathes of so many dreams

of plenty in sharp colors depicted then this trails far for it

oh see them oh feel them i dance with them in one part gains

both hands with open mouths we shout jumping in this to be

there was true

with the thought that burns brighter or later winding leaves

the glowing hearthstone of passion down under

feet moving continual dew on the possiblities there shadows

to praise them and applaud them i am still the same cares improving me

when fallen cold like how an old and used up star can be greatly

still astonishes us although we don't see it further

and over spills where it is still darkness something how else

my heart a star and so falls although what a bitter-sweet

tear to see as smoke gets in my eyes

at any-old-timey flies, i must, i chooses, i just relaxes

just peeling back the wrapped cheeses

what can match the thought brighter or later winding leaves