It seeps out of your very pores,
What ever it is you’ve been blessed with,
You’ve been anointed with,
Your cup is overflowing with it,
And the poor fools that
Paw at your feet
Lap up the lagniappe that pours
From your chalice.
Writer, Learner, Jane of All Trades
One thought on “Flash Fiction Friday #36: Charisma”
dude, why yuh was shame? this is good, such brevity, including all trigger words plus mechanics not too obvious…sweet. walk good.
sweet trini