Windbag

Words do it well on you,
Stirring up your tonguish strokes of genius -
Or somebody else's awesomeness
You cleverly adopt

Dampening your lips
You begin to swell
As you recite your last acquisition.
Meant it is to wonder witty minds
Worth of your respect

Yes, oh yes
I can feel your leadership
Consisting of inconsistent belonging...
Twinkling beams of the shadow that follows.
Can't you see, my once beloved fake friend
That the more you run away from it
The longer the shadow becomes?

Topper of yours
By all seen
Swinging in danger
Every time the wind blows
In a different direction