http://slow.writerscafe.org/demureminds The original writings of author demureminds en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015438 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I gawk at the way your calloused handscan graze my skinscraping apart what little sanity I've got left-- piecesof fabric-    ated thoughts and memorieslitter our feet like fallenleaves in Autumn.I laughat the wayyou roc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1165739/ I'm not the one to spend the rest of your life withlovingly in tangled sheetsand wet kisses debrison your lipspink cheeks sweet,moreover,I'm more the one you will spend eons searchingfor and thinking I am perfectfor bringing home,a lone secret longing to be e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1161394/ I chase the passionless feelingsfull of delirious thoughtsand hopingsof a better anything something everything to oil down my hingesas my bones squeaklike rusty doors held open too long,to color me in lightsreading the scars I've learned to hidebeneath a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1161367/ First she will run her fingers through your hairand poetrywill spill out of her mouthfull of cliches that are not quite verbatim.Then she will wear her favorite smile that knows how to destroy you,just like you knew she would,and with every spear you reluctantly hand her,she wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1160658/ fragment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1159659/ Prose http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1159649/ Tell medo my eyes still light upat the glanceof lit fireheaving tranced-like state of a bond sired?Do my lips still partslightly in awe of specimenand spilling thawedwords not out of intention?Has my tongue breeched the sea that used to r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1158597/ When you laugh I can't help but imagineflower painted groves caressed along your skinand collarbones heaving petals offdancing a prancing dancetheir whole way down-- he loves mehe loves me not--and your voice when you are tryi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1158593/ Your smile tastes so like the fleeting momentsthat dance with our shadows in that dim lit room,glow in fluorescent candle, aroma of must andlove sick lust on our lips,wry with a smirk,cherry blue and hips asway in midnight sipsof aesthet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1158592/ I don’t recognize the smile I worelast summer,fast forwarding the joysof each blithe moment,though I tried to take a glancebetween the falling sand.I don’t recognize the eyes I usedto peel away your layersa little more bareeach day,clothes str.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1066938/ I used to wonder if anyone noticedwhen those sleazy drops of dewglistened down my cheeks,the rivers rushing creases intomy skin andleaving traces of sticky residuebehind a gallant smileand sad eyes;sometimes I thought they did.I used to wonder how I got so gooda.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1066936/ The days grew grim and tedious of routine, passion slumping through the bends and creases of my old sweater worn too many times, burnt holes and seams untangling themselves from that wrought out mess I called a past. 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swimin your skin,wandering the scubacrevices of stubbleon your chin,stroking the ache of desolatein your eyes,bathe in the ebb of flow of your veins,watering the roots of fervor lodged in your head,so drown me under,so I can’t .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1024234/ Plummeting through my pillowsfrom exhaustion,those nights,I dreamt of the counter apparitions roaming in my skin,the invisible ink,tattoos embedded fromfingertips of allies gone foe,they glow in the darkthough, I still see them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1024226/ The noose of nightabsorbed my skinin tight enveloped haste,it graced the glazeof abysmal vacancy,insomnia’s heedfor me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1023635/ The kiss of breathbasked in my skin,reluctance lingering,in condensation’simprints,unique of pebbled atomspulsed in through reservoirs,colliding a puncturethrough submergence,entwining caves and crestsbalanced withembracing lips,hips a sway asswift as th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1023634/ I caught the glimpseof wistful eyesin passion,the iris of longing,anticipatingthe lick ofembrace in armsof splendor,grasping hips of ardor’s cradle,his pupils echoing me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1023267/ Sweat secreting angst& proliferated beats, seeping gut forceful throbsof pulsated heat,intriguedby fever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1022574/ His cranium held such secrets,the crux of enigma flight,captivating.His clavicle held such strength,the lust of ardor,enticing.His ribs beared such sorrow,hoarding the ache of vitals,admiring.His humerus throbbed in modest charm,the clutching of his brawn,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/demureminds/1022157/ The words soared out the windows,swept away with time,and I was left speechless,expressionless,locked away,the key non-existent,watching their livesslip awayfrom me,and Iwas helpless,so much so,their faces became a blotched 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