There is something amiss
A false set of airs
A false letting of perfume and pheromones
Some centered silhouette
Makes a motion of confidence
Unnoticed unknown unmet
Toss it into the ocean
Where the mist of possibilities
Shroud what is and what could have been
Solace alone
Ceramic skin so easily shatters
Under the possibilities of fluidity and touch
Expecting her to crack and give way
But she […]