http://slow.writerscafe.org/yakihaas The original writings of author Jacob en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011759 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If you'll know to accept mein my weakest momentyou'll get me in my strongest onesif you'll know to love meas impotent as I amyou'll have me exploding with powersif you'll know to give me that gentle touchwhen I'm closed insideI'll open my heart for you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/436414/ I gave you my heart gladlyand gave away my humble soilnot without fearI wished your heart will be my soilbut I couldn't touchthe ground in your heartgroundless and heartlessI was looking my way home   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/421919/ A loaded and not an easy session in a time of confusion and guilt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/420867/ I felt like under attack,flooded,no fence, no shuttersno windows glassrunning to the atticor the basementof my bodyclosing the doorfour locksholding my breathand waiting.The beautiful living roomwas left open to everyoneand they did enjoy itwhy not?somehow it made mef.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/400243/ Give me breathto distinguish betweenpleasing othersand giving from loveto see the proportionsbetween feeling guiltyand doing somethingI want   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/400225/ be embodied,live this bodily lifesensing it, the movementthe heat,it changes insideit changes betweenfeel the need,feel it small,or burning, then gogo after it, fill itin your way,desire,sometimes wait,wait for the figureto appear from your fogthen g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/390211/ And if I can´t be sadwith youthen with whom?if I can't say it's too muchwith you then with whom?if I can't feel painwith youthen with whom?there's no one else aroundor is it I who don't see?yes, I know you're with me as very much as you can bebut I&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/387830/ sweet simbyosisI want you so muchcan't stand here aloneoh where have you gone?so tired of chasinggetting small presents insteadI throw them awaybecause they aren't the samenot same as yousweet simbyosiswhere have you gone?you're showing yourselfbut just for a whilethen goin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/385477/ I need to be keptfrom the endlessloneliness when it´s herefrom too desparing fearI need a presenceno matter howsmall, big or with a tearI need to be kept from the too muchfrom the waves too bigwhen they touchfrom a plate too fullthat life sticks to my mouthI nee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/385066/ The scent of rainwas clear and freshthey took a breakto stretch the fleshthe street was crowdednot too muchand then they meta string connectedeyes so straightthey strived for morebut they were stoppedthe chest at frontsome urge to knowto touch to smell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/384867/ I took myself to the partyfaces bodies smiles and beatI move so slowI need a drinkit takes a whilemy legs are stiffyou dance with mebut I’m in partsI meet two eyesanother smilean hour passthen boom the basssomehow it startsit takes me warma wave .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/384866/ About emotional and mental abuse, which is very hard to track and almost "normal" and about guilt it creates. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/382328/ I dreamt tonight about my childmy unborn childit was cold outsideand a bit rainywe got into the shopI fixed up your clothesyou were watching my handsbuttoning up your light blue woolpullover, I knew I haveall the morning for usall of our life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/382318/ Some times I want youto feel guiltyguilty for letting me downand when my heart is narrowI want you to think of mewhen you are aloneor if you're notI want you to rememberand feel the pain of loosing usand I miss you.I'm buying a new shelfand it is like walking ten mile.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/381832/ While pondering about my way for my good boundaries... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yakihaas/380426/ I went to the coffee shop I know already. 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