http://slow.writerscafe.org/hannahct The original writings of author hannahct en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190598 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  your tongue plays upon my mouth, so soft and delicate,as familiar fragrance swims sweetly through the air.i merely love you, and at the same time i hatethe way you torment my soul.you're the mirage on every horizon, laughter in brooks,i turn to see if you're beside me... a specter?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/460338/ I overlooked an orchid,Whose face turned pale today.I did not seeOne splendid tree,Nor blossom on display.This orchid is no strangerTo trav'lers in such haste.For she has found,Upon the ground,No gaze will merely grace.How lovely are her petals,The ones I too ignore;And b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/418769/ No, it's not a cocktail, but a true story. Told through a bartender's eyes, it is about his love for a woman who sits at his bar every night, and confides in him more than she has with any other man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/411835/ Not really a song..I was just kinda typing for a few minutes & this is what came out... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/405002/ I wrote this when I was sixteen, to help offset the frustration with an old flame. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/403605/ My Dear One,The race is never over for one driving in circles.I write this with newfound realization. I don't know if what i said before Was to keep you talking, Or if it is actually true. My heart weeps from the strain of being pulled From side to side, and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/357176/ I know now that manIsn't all that he seems,But the measure of manIs displayed in his dreams. The ideas and thoughts,Things encircling his head,Should be carried outThrough his actions instead. It is of no useFor a man not to showWhat he is pursuingSo tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/350011/ For all, there is forgiveness,If we so desire,To simply reach and take itAnd let it fuel our fire. Start the new ascention;Begin the holy climbToward the meeting place:Where horizons do collide. Bring your deep affections,A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/323263/       "You're only young once."      For some reason I feel as though that statement has been taken out of context, flipped, reversed, and turned into a mass excuse for purposly living our lives in a manner we know&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/280620/ I've used, abused, & forsakenWhat I've known to be true;Tainted, contorted, & blemishedAll that was good.I've misconstrued, misinterpreted, & lived under deception. But there is truth in reconciliation,Life in salvation, And hope in redemeption.The t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/280613/    It is just before daybreak and I open the door to the shocking chill of early morning. I can see that my breath has made a small fog in front of my face. This surprising cold is not unusual to the mountains of Tennessee, even during the summer. I know that after the sun rises, this .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/280356/ After months of suffering,The pain had passed away. Peacefully, deep in slumber that February.Finally painless, finally free from the bondage of sickness. Without tears. Without drawn-out goodbyes.Just to quietly slip away,To start a new life,Truly .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/279941/    “La familia es el centro de la vida.” Roughly translated, this means, “The family is the center of life.” In most Hispanic cultures, these are words to live by. Their close-knit families pass along traditions, stories, and even recipes to their preceding generati.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/279929/ There is life,And in it, true beauty.There is a light,Although often concealed;It is in the shadows the light burns brightest. It shines as a beacon of hope.It moves you, and lets you know three truths:There is always tomorrow.There is always forgiveness.There is a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahct/279914/