http://slow.writerscafe.org/leeannawilliams The original writings of author "Fanatical Dreamer" en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070299 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1514536/ She sees our true colors,under the darkest light.She comes knocking unexpectedly,when ouraction gives her an open invite.We ought to be careful,what our selfish mindand body may say or do.If wrong is what we choose,best believe!Miss Karma, will make herself present,all around us to.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1392592/ Behindher smiling eyesthereis historythereis mysterythereare cupid dartsstockwithin dyingbutterflies spreadingtheir withered wings plantedtreeswithflourishing leaves littlebirdies learningtheir first melody behindher smiling eyes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1266417/ Lonely was I,confused was my soul,fate brought me tosomeone, someone, who helpedmade me whole.Teaching me things, Inever knew they knew,every phrase, everygesture, made me renew. 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Come! Thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1229320/ He knows when she meant to kiss him.When her tongue wraps around his like a tango dance.Moving inside his mouth in full motion,taking the lead with aggression and expression.Simultaneously locking his lips gently in her mouth,leaving no room for him to escape.She knows when he meant to kis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1226430/ Life is a lesson we allmust learn.Today the sun may shineon usand tomorrow the raindrops may burn.Life has its questionsfor the wise and unwise to see.Most times they bothdon’t always solve theirmystery.One can’t endure thislife,unless they l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leeannawilliams/1225981/ I entered into ourbedroom after consuming two pain killers, hoping that it would relieve mypounding headache and put my mind into that yearning deep sleep. 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Bitterwords that gave her raining tears.  Raining tears whichdrained into her empty soul. 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