umm something deeper than usual

calamity has it's charm
she pulls it in- looks it in the eye
not scared of the confrontation
but satisfied with the stare

he gapes at her fixation
he sees nothing past the skin
no desire, no perturbation
oblivious to the commotion
sees only the husk, the shell

he sees her as she once saw him
a something
commodity
a stock

he sees it as a sale
an exchange between the two
he cant afford the mistake
on this 'no refund' stint - he bails.

it dawns on him her feelings
he retreats to save face
she has no suspicion he knows this
until the dreaded 'mate'
he changes his mode
too confounded, perplexed to care
obviously he knows - her intentions behind the stare

back to where she started
calamity and emotion reign
she wont learn from this mistake
instead she will live for the commotion again

too enthralled in his intrinsic self
no focus on his husk
she sees his faults and loves him
won't put this one on the shelf