Thiefs and Liers!

My energy…..you sucked on it like a long never ending cigarette You seemed to crave it in the same way

Except my energy despite its satisfying addictiveness is not toxic

You wasted so much of it

You ought to have ingested it

Instead You chose to blow it away

What a waste!
© KLove 2017

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Mood Rings 6: They don’t check in!

Love doesn’t always feel nice

I am love

Neither do I
Love often feels painful and isolating. It causes you to hurt

I am Love

I often feel these feelings

I am love
But…..

I hurt too
I have mastered the art of the the Game Face
But….

This really is not a Game!
I have mastered the art of the smile
But….

If I were asked to prove its credentials I would have nothing genuine to offer! 

It would be unsupported and invalid 
I have mastered the art of being unpresently present!
But….

Most are not close enough to see where I truly am!
I have mastered the art of silence!

Silence is the best discourse to mute judgement and lack of understanding Most do not seek answers

Most do not have accurate questions

Yet most feel qualified to judge
I have mastered the art of loving 

Of loving those who need love

Of loving those who are undeserved of the standard of my love

Most do not appreciate the apple tree effect of their being 

I have mastered the art of loving despite this
But…..

A master 

After years of mastering things

A true master 

has to retire eventually

A master 

After years of mastering things

A true master 

When there is nothing left to truly master 

A master 

A true master 

Knows that it is time to leave!

© KLove 2017

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Mood Rings 5: Weakness

I still check my phone for you Every morning 

I check for that once in a while made me smile all day though good morning text

Every so often throughout the day for that random Hi K….a, made my entire day though message 

Every end of the work day, journey home, should be resting in the evening, and several times before sleeping and hoping that I won’t dream about you whilst wanting to because I can just about still remember your face and the bass in your voice and the dreams are now the only time that I see and hear you!

My heart is miserable 

My heart is missing you

My mind less so, it is as usual in conflict with my heart

My mind as usual is addressing the elephant in our room

My mind is asking what in the actual fuck is that you are missing?

My mind is stating that this romanticised version of you is entirely made up!

My mind is reminding my heart of all the times you gave -0 fucks, every time you said words that left it immobile, beatless!

My mind reminds the heart of all of the cold words, of all of the (intentional or not) mind fucks that left it defunct 

My mind is as usual pissed off that the heart will not (Wo)man the fuck up!

My mind reminds the heart that it warned it not fuck with you again because each and every time it has it has only gotten fucked! (and if not in the pleasurable way there isn’t really a benefit so what is the point)

 because it knows that My heart isn’t listening- it never does when it comes to you!

My mind knows that it cannot compete with the Love that is being carried for you!

I still check my phone for you!

I still wait for it to communicate you with me!

My heart is miserable 

My heart is missing you

My mind is pissed

Both can not wait for this moment to pass!
© KLove 2017

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Mood Rings 5 (Like A Puzzle)

The Love wanted to be expressed and exercised in and as horizontal, diagonal, upright, ontop, it wanted to be bent over!

Was this missing part of the puzzle?

The Love wanted to be non emotional and detached whilst it stuck to you like warm honey on hot skin!

Was this the missing part of the puzzle?

The Love did not want to be soft or meek but wild and loud and aggressive when put into compromising positions!

Was this the missing part of the puzzle?

© KLove 2017

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Mood Rings (3)- Flatline

I have stated taking picturesI have stared capturing memories 

For them
I have never liked taking pictures

But I have started taking pictures with all of them

Because I don’t know how much longer I have got

Because I don’t know how much longer I am giving myself

My head hurts constantly again

In that way that it once did 

I have stated taking pictures
I have stared capturing memories 

For them
© KLove 2017

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Mood Rings 4 (Reunited)

I think I’m backI mean the writer in me

I think she is back

She has found her way back to me

She came back literally seconds after you left

Which makes me think that maybe it was you 

It was you all along

You were the one holding my words hostage

You were the one sabotaging my pen 

You were the one that she didn’t want to spend time with!

You should have given me words

But instead you gave me self doubt and pain!

She didn’t know how to write them 

She didn’t want to write them again

So she hid from me, from you 

But you are gone, and she is back

She has come back with new words, and confidence and love for us 

She has given me back my pen!
© KLove 2017

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Silk and Satin

And I sleep with my head wrapped
In a scarf

Of silk or satin 

To protect and maintain my Crown and my facial Melanin!

Because my name is K of Pauline 

Not Jane of Lyn

Being him of African 

I should not have to explain this

It should not be an issue

It should just be overstood and respected 

© KLove 2017

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