blurry-eyed · 8mo
Hm. My day has been busy soaking in the soiled earth, ripping roots and replanting my hibiscus. Slaughtering goblins and overall… enjoying a honey infused tea. My mind is running hectic again. Thank you for asking. And as far my wandering eyes? I tend to focus closely. I am to assume that doesn’t make you nervous. You’ve piqued my interest. You are quite prepossessing on top of that. How could I not? It’s enough to dive into poetry if I were truly honest with you, lovely.
honey does wonders as a condiment, doesn't it? i'm enlightened to know you've had a worthwhile day. nervous? you assumed right, i'm far from it. merely amused, if anything. flattered, even. though, as the undead poet myself, i wonder. what of me that you find worthy enough to be made into lines of memory? you are but a nameless to me (for now), as i am to you.
