Cool

Holding a glass of gin, insecurity under his skin.
Hair over styled.
Ears tiled with metal
As warm smoke escape between breaths of
Brazen coolness.
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,
Earrings off.
Blatantly beautiful, intrinsically cool
Without all the tools,
Revealing his true sleekness.

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