About

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
Monikers for me are Saphire, Saph, or T.
I am some things and no thing.
Placid and serene,
twisty and deep.
Makes no room for small talk to me.
Few close friends and one supreme
called Scott.
He is morning, I night.
Evermore on the other's side.
Independence enjoyed,
I exist sole, unattached in partnership.
It's been idyll.
I am resilient.
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, connect.