Happy Ending

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Wrapped up in a situation that all at once begs to be done and undone, calling on you to make the very best of a bad situation, turning the darkest moments into the brightest hours. But it is not real. It is “fauxed” out, draped in dressing gowns of exquisite fabrics of every imaginable hue. When you look and see how beautiful it is you become distracted by the turn of a word onto it’s head. Of course that is what he meant which is precisely why he didn’t say it to you. But instead to her, in whispers and hushed tones and plush sheets and deepest conversation. Today, that is not yours. Tomorrow will be the same. The affection that they can see, the confessions that they can hear will not be gifted to you. Dim lights, dark corners, late nights, early disappearances – that is your gift. That is what occupies your little blue box. The words are right and the passion unmatched. But when the family is gathered, the friends are near, the children are playing and there is no sweet whisper in your ear ….. where is your happy ending?

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com.

Photo: @ThaFynePrynt

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Breaking Up Is Hard To Do … Or Is It?

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Dear You,
That was not an awkward pause, but indeed, a hard stop. Please govern yourself accordingly.
Over it,
Me
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Dear you,
I wanted to apologize for lying. You were right, it wasn’t me. It was you.
Done,
Me
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So, I was thinking, wouldn’t it be awesome if we were no longer together?
—- —- —- —- —-
Dear you,
As it turns out, I was just drunk. Not in love.
XO,
Me
—- —- —- —- —-
Dear you,
Maybe this Valentines Day we could try something different. Perhaps I could spend it with someone I like and you can do, well, whatever.
Thoughts?
Me
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Oh my gooosshh! I love that movie! Me and Derek saw it last weekend! … Huh?
Who’s Derek? Well, about that ….

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com

Photo: xomeblog

Reality

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You are luxurious and lovely and kind
Magnificent in all your ways.
Filling me with feelings never before known,
Wrapping me in the generosity of your being, the fullness of your spirit.
Making me forget about all that have come before.

You are luxurious and lovely and kind
Magnificent in all your ways.
Traveling the roads of endearment
Venturing deeper into waters of like, lust and desire
Becoming a part of every unfocused thought.

You are luxurious and lovely and kind
Magnificent in all your ways.
And with each passing day and every endless moment
I simply cannot wait for you to move
Out of my dreams
Into this reality.

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com

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Every Time

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If every time was like the first time, would it be bitter or sweet? Would it lift you up or knock you down to your knees?

If every time was like the first time, would it be as a dream come true or a nightmare from which you beg to wake?

If every time was like the first time, would it be the beauty or the beast. Would you brag about it to any who would listen or just the very least?

If every time was like the first time would you rush in headlong? Would you hesitate for a moment? Wait for the next song?

If every time was like the first time, would you change it? Perhaps a better story to tell? Make it seem as though it was much more?

But if every time was like the first time, then you might miss the fullness of this time and the next time would likely be the last time.

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com

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Where I’m From

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I come from a long line of beautiful women. Although it is true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, my eyes have seen these women and know that they are the epitome.

Some of these women I know, others of them I have never met outside of my imagination or in the pages of a book or  magazine. With rich hues and spirits the color of the setting sun – I am entranced by each one.

I come from a long line of beautiful women who live the words that “life and death are in the power of the tongue”. From distant places they come to me whenever I am in need; I don’t even have to ask or plead. If I am feeling lonely , I feel their warmth, their love.

When I am going astray I hear their words of redirection and I can only reflect on the fact that I am glad someone prayed for me.

My mind, my body, my soul, are wrapped in the comfort of these beautiful women. I come from a long line of beautiful women but I realize that I must stay on the journey that makes me a part of their legacy – their empire …

… a beautiful woman.

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com

Photo: Jackie Parvati “Bembe Do Mercado”