Cool

Cool

You are
Cool,
Always enough room
Between you
And other people,
Friends, and strangers
For a breeze to brush through
Never the warmth
Of close bodies

Always a skim of ice
Over the still pool
Of your heart, soul and inmost thoughts
Transparent,
Untouchable through solid cool
It's all about the exterior

The mirrors over your eyes,
Black elegance of
Jeans and jacket fitting close,
Devouring any revealing light
Sliding curiosity off
Like snow

Where will you go for warmth
To share the brush of bodies,
Break the ice,
And make that first awkward move
Revealing humanity
And allowing
For the hot blush
Of imperfection?