My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen…

THEORIGINALRUDELYRAW

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Son Lux

The thing that I like about him the best is that he said exactly what he thought that this association should look like right out of the gate.
My god.
He didn’t try to trick me
He didn’t try to manipulate me
He didn’t try to see where I was vulnerable and exploit me
He just told me
I want you to treat and appreciate me
Flat
I can’t even be mad
That’s some new shit for your girl.
I’m into it.
He’s Indian Summer.

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THEORIGINALRUDELYRAW

Poet and Author originally from Indianapolis, Indiana, and a lover of words, expressions, and creativity. Mother of one, Member of the Ohio Poetry Association, a former member of the California Writers Club, Winner of the Barry Wright Scholarship for Poetry, and consummate Dorothy Parker, Nikki Giovanni, and Pablo Neruda fangirl. Contact The Author at MissTLBanks@yahoo.com Follow Me at Uall Readino on Meta

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