And and and..........


Without love, ur breath stinks.
Which should highlight the fact
that fancy cologne
and Listerine strips
are only temporary fixes
for an interchange between the lowest common denominator
For it can not last.

In addition
hot breath with a straight face
is like an early morning wake up call
35 minutes too early.
For when the smiles have waned
after the muscles have been flexed for so long
there are no more flashes of brilliance.
And you can no longer grin nor bear it.

But the odor
or perhaps the scent
of one so fain
is like a trail
leading back to essence.
Which tells a vivid story
of the beating heart
and sweat glands
which function in complete unison
with the motor of your soul

For while the enzymes
squeezed tightly around organic matter,
acid churned inside ur smiling belly.
Yet it does not matter
which way the resultant energy creeps thru ur veins.
Because your little soul rests inside of a functioning frame

And ur soul reaches deep
deep down inside
clutching for air.
And in sweet harmony
a melodic wisper returns the request
and the uneeded carbon dioxide
is pushed beyond my face.