The air was lit that day .
Flames off my skin sooth my eyes
Blues and oranges dazzled
but there was something else
something unspoken in the crowd
smells seem to talk to us as a whole
still the blend sat right
no kid cry-ed out, " what is this"
It was all good (?)
, like this sort of thing
happen from time to time .
We jam and swayed , judging nothing
but question's , enter into our talks
as reasoning fell on our coffee cups
were we bitter or sweet .
reasoning was , all that was
Bright smells of of life toooo....