Cool metal

I never imagined that I’d love the cold metal that you are. No water droplets. No smudge. Just reflection, bright, crisp reflections. I will smudge you if you let me; I’ll paint all over you with fingertip, palm, and breath. Slowly you might warm but you will always push light back. I would never let that stop.

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