Tell
This crimson tell
I know too well
Crawls quick
Across my chest
Unwilled
It always starts
With a skipping heart
Stripping secrets from meat
Just to surface my flesh
Blushing
Too powdery a word
For this all too human
Trait disturbed
Sanguine anxieties
Splattered and splayed
On my neck and face
Naked
I cannot escape it
This chronic tell
I know so well
Will color me true
Until my grave
-a.r.
Artwork: Moonlit by Angela Kennedy,
Pennystamper on Etsy
sometimesihatemycat 
Delicious blush
Thank you. ☺️ I must admit that for a long time I found my chronic blushing quite annoying, but I am learning to just live with it…it keeps me honest. And I am hiding my true emotions less and less anyway, why not let my skin proudly display those emotions?
Ah, to make and see you blush, sweet April. Smiles.