You want to know me, but you can’t,
my heart runs circles
’round your head— and you’re not fast.
You want to see me, but you can’t,
I am cayenne, I am gypsy, I am mad.
You want to beat me, but you can’t,
I’m not competing, there’s no comparison,
I’m the best.
You want to chase me, but you won’t,
I am fighter, I am brilliant,
you know— you’ll finish last.
You want to stop me, but your games won’t last.
I am real, I am ticking, I am your heart-attack.
You want to kiss me, but your courage won’t last,
you will repent, like you have sinned,
you’ll say you regret our lips last spin.
But I liked it, I like what can’t be had,
so I’ll say it, just to make you mad.
I’m just me, and me is fire, the heat inside the gold that you desire.
I am winner.
I am winning.
I am woman.
Watch me laugh.
You can’t play, I invented the rules
of The Game— and you’re not fast.
I thought you were a gambling man,
but every time you roll the dice, you throw me all your fire.
It’s not fair, the way you trade me your desires,
inspiring me with your heart of barbed wire.
You want the upper-hand but I’m not yet tired.
As you conspire, I cross-fire, my words turn into live wire
BLEEDING across your screen.
I’m still a mystery—because you’re not fast.
Run faster, you can’t catch me,
I am faster…
I am FASTEST.
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Smiling. I enjoyed…
Though I doubt you would win at my favourite game
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Maybe…which game is it? I’m really good at everything 🙂
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jk
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It is a complicated game of relationships. I usually win because I change the rules at least once during the game.
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HA. Touche bay-be!
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I thought this was awesome 🙂 A very interesting read!
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Ha thanks 😉
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Delightful play with words !
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‘play with words’, my favorite thing to do. 🙂
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Me too 🙂
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Has anyone ever asked you, “who are you?” I’ve said it before and I’ve heard it before and I think it’s a compliment. So that’s what I mean by “who are you?”
…A fast winner, apparently 🙂
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I suspect that is a compliment. 🙂 Is it a genuine question? Or a form of speech?
Yes, I am very fast 😉
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I think it’s a form of speech, because really, how would someone answer that question otherwise?
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Agreed.
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[…] you’re not fast. […]
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Couldn’t have said it better myself. Witty, deep, with a hint of deep hidden pain is how I interpreted it. Thank you for this.
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Very brilliant.
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Fantastic! All I want to do now is challenge you to prove it, which I suspect was your intention all along, thus giving you the win before we even play. Crafty. I’m off to repent. 😉
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Love it! (ps. love your tags too.. boys are rotten and made out of cotton… hehe!!)
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haha had to
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I LOVE THE TAGS!!!!
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In 2 words…simply awesome!
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Wow! 🙂
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Awsome, awsome, awsome!!!
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like such a BOSS
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HAHAHAHA I love you.
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The hummingbird’s wings are fast; the running flower can not see it.
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I am in love with your writing!
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Reblogged this on Madrid Journal.
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I love love this.
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Your poems are so lovely. Very clever. God bless. 🙂
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Am i bad if i say I really liked the pic with this one????
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I LOVE IT! 🙂
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yes, the tags are as great as the poem.
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Hhmm…poem or propaganda? Whateva – it’s fun and enjoyable. Nicely done.
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