"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
I'm Saphire, or Saph.
Some things and nothing.
Placid and serene,
twisty and deep.
No small talk gets me.
Few friends and one best.
Independence enjoyed,
I exist unattached in companionship.
At times emit hard-bitten,
edges that slightly jag.
I mean well, mostly.
Emphatically candid.
Politeness assured unless otherwise called for.
Exhibition in unconditional love,
In rawness, ventured.