CoolHolding a glass of gin, insecurity under his skin.
Hair over styled.
Ears tiled with metal
As warm smoke escape between breaths of
Eyes locked onto mine
Among drinks he’s redefined
As I mentally untwine the mask of smoothness.
Ice breaks. Disguise off. Un-moussed, gin down,
Blatantly beautiful, intrinsically cool
Without all the tools,
Revealing his true sleekness.