http://slow.writerscafe.org/Atreya The original writings of author Reanna Weekley en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776172979 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Getting over love is... sometimes so easy to do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/1037148/ Amidst the foggy morning treesI saw your form shy from the breezeI bit my lip to stifle thereThe feelings that I longed to shareYou quit your task to tend me sweetlyMy eyes traveled your face discretelyYour hand touched mine in heated blissAnd here I had my first, and last sweet kiss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/1037073/ In the dreaming that I doHaunted all are dreams of youHow goodbye could not be enoughTo bring you back to fix our cuffsTo tie our shoes when we could notTo bring us tea when days were hotTo kiss us night before we sleepTo hold us close when we would weepTo see us off to school todayTo instill in us .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/1037069/ A sort of satire of Sonnet 18, the first line of the poem is that of Sonnet 18 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/1037054/ None http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/1037039/ This is part of the journal of an actor, and an artist only... he seems a bit off the net. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atreya/298783/