like fresh clothes

in the manner of breathing and the purity of the scent

in the moment of the air that blows above head i dance

to the nature that is the smell sheds a a powerful light

toward my just being, and then I leap wherever I am

no static and no cling as I dash toward the ring

and with the freshness and warmth of a dryer

i feel so good and i listen to the tone and moment

to just enjoy the cleanness makes a smile appear on

my face as if sunshine and a out door close

hanger is awaiting