Rosey

Weird Poetry

He spoke as he watched me from his place of watching:

“Don’t you look all rosey this morning. Cheeks flooding with blood, eyes wilding like wolves.”

I replied to the Aether,

“Well, I feel kinda rosey and wild today.”

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❤👽

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*** I talk to “imaginary” friends… and scribble poems between resistance training sets… lol. ***

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