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Sometimes. Always.

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If all is fair in love and war then we most certainly know who is winning and who is taking the “L”.

It goes to the notion that even though you treat me like “sometimes”, you expect that I should treat you like “always”.

To justify less than glorious behavior you tell lies and weave fabrics rich in hue and comfort.

Though full of life when properly defined, from your lips, those same words are rendered meaningless.

How skillful and talented and wholeheartedly invested you are in the ability to be nearly anything but a bearer of truth.

Meanwhile you plot and plan and sulk and bemoan and deliberate all the ways that I can become more.

More perfect. More gorgeous. More dedicated. More sated. More full on those empty calories that spill from your very being.

At the center of it all though is less. Less dignity. Less honor. Less character. Less realness. Less reason to remain.

Indeed, it goes to the notion though, that even though you treat me like “sometimes”, you expect that I should treat you like “always”.

When in fact, never again.

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com.

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Lost & Found

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Searched for inspiration.
Having found none,
moved on.

Searched instead for creativity.
Which, being evasive,
caused distraction.

Decided to seek motivation.
As perhaps,
it was the better place to start.

Made great strides.
Found great words.
Painted beautiful images.
Remembered to always begin … at the beginning.

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Letters {Number 2}

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My Dearest Love,
You have sparked a new thing in me. Perhaps new isn’t the best description though. It has always been here but so close to death as to have been forgotten. For so long, curled up and tucked away. How ever did you know? How ever did you recognize?
In Awe,
Your Dearest Heart

My Dearest Heart,
There has not been a day or moment that I have not been a part of you. Living in your hopes, breathing in your desires – I have always been the whisper in your heart letting you know that there is more here for you. For as long as you allow those words – no matter how quietly – I am here.
Ever,
Your Dearest Love

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Your Words

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Your words drop down like pure decadence, landing on my lobes like rain on petals.
Driving me towards distraction as they mingle in my mind.
Lulling me toward the edge of reason.
Pushing me into the depths of desire.

Your words drop down like all the weight of the world on that frustrated woman’s shoulders.
Wooing me into seduction that takes flight into fantasy.
Teasing me without fail until I fall into the snare.
Asking for everything while giving nothing in return.

Your words … are lies.

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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?

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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.

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