Windows with a silver lining exposed. Then naked to the rich elements.In matters of rich taste. We often express laughter yet hidden in stores. The stoes will line up anticipated shoppers galore. A moment in the sun with fun.To frolic in the ambiance within.Eagles fly some frantic in the sky.Alone as we look out at the elements. A challenge to be set free is a question in time. A fashion situation yet marked on a blotted page intact.When silence is the beckoning call ofduty. Through chosen ways of perversion sort of a Warhol feel. Inside we still like to hide behind blinds then exposed to the elements once again.

Fasion Situation

We all seek vanity yet hide from its moral brevity

To trust then know for sure to inflate the ego

Shadows proned toward a deafening cry,

In sweet bilows melt the sky in want

Toward greeting with much anticipation

We all stand alone with tears to face criticism

A climatic way to provide the way

Fashion Situation,

Then marked on some blotted page intact

We calmly address our end from that of a situation learned from its beginning

Is our worldview fully intact ?

For some working too hard can give them an instant heart attack

Words spoken in the dark have now come into its fullest light

In creative expression we look at nature in a pleasant light

With a new sort of branded sophistication in flight

Gone are the days of frozen smiles amidst the pain

Disgraced from its logical vent in surreal persuasion

With recent attempts proned in reflect

With fashion we gain a new perspective

As if one is pretending to be some Sherlock detective ?