Splat.

You remind of a saggy ball lying splat on the terrace surface,
All open to interpretations,
Can you give them when men come to ask you for their part of air,
Which you said you know to give, to put it loosely.

Reflection

To the reflections of the world,

It can be said that you will receive what you show. 

Thought

"If you visit socials with your aunt do you become aunty social "

Spotlight.

When it shines upon you speak your voice loud and true,
Make sure the words are as well structured as the painted house across the street,
With its windows and lines all extremely wavy and asymmetrical when they meet,
The passing thought is exhibited in this funnel of divinity and the air around it swirls with the mist of a curious fleet.