Dry of all that’s washed away.
Now, cream on your mask for the day.
The cover and smile that maybe real. But often fake.
And as you cream on to protect your layer of skin, nurturing every part ensuring you remain healthy.
If only this could be modelled in real life? I wish I could have a layer to cover those that grate on my nerves, a gentle painless smudge or rub over their mouth just to find peace or to bring up a smile.
All lies thinking that such a thing could be done.
You cover this here skin for the day and the beautiful scent that resonates disappears within hours as you settle into the day.
You leave home, ready for the day.
And as time passes by, you generate the same Bull****