http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jeirose02 The original writings of author Jen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026384 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sleep is a friend who rarely arrives on timehe only drifts by with empty promises,and yet i hopethat this time he'll be there for meThis time, he said, he will be earlyYet here I lay, mind racing,list making,email ranking,agenda crankingtomorrow is a breath awayand s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/2858518/ older one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/2858517/ written in my '40s http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/2845014/ although the kiss was ending, my lips followed yours eyes closing, breath halted not wanting the warmth to leave me yet the ghost of that kiss lingered a haunting after glow of softness as long as my eyes remained closed i could hold that one kiss with me you whisper... "where did you go just now?" .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/668308/ don't disrespect the grayyou could  say that black and whitetells it like it is, sisterbut all you have isat the end of the dayis someone's opinionblack or white, game over, the rules displayedthis or thatno room for the bent or swayedgray let's you think it overit allows room for collabor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/665138/ watching a movie called 'the love letter', to be the recipient of a love letter is amazing... all consuming, an honor... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/654938/ cds, cooking dinner... eh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/652037/ that man, walking so slowly down the side of the roadfrom a distance, it almost appears as if he is dancingyet as i get closer, i can see, it is an obvious painful walka leg with an obvious bendthat while he walks, he dipsa break perhapsuntreated, untended, unpaid for, unaccounted forh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/651009/ day  breaks on the top of my head againknocking, knocking and asking"anyone home? anybody there?"no choice for me but to gruntand acknowledge that i am still in thereroutine inroutine outlather, rinse repeatcount to ten,do it againuntil one day,five, six, sevenday breaks sideways and nudges you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/647783/ i  like everything crunchy and anything that will melt in my mouthsalty, smoky baconyour unfiltered, unaltered thoughtsminty, smooth chocolate meltawaysyour real, unyielding truthi'm hungry for itbut  hopes aren't enough to fulfillyes, i am greedyand i need you to feed me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/642977/ come closer here i will whisper my noisemy altogether, don’t mind the weather,redundant, thoughts i employhold fast to joy i saygather up those momentslike flowers in a memory bouquetdon’t dawdle and dwellin regret’s deepest welllook beyond sadrelease the badin the end we are the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/639067/ the steps skip a beatand my heart halts in betweenwhere once was a theatrical thumpnow resides a cautious thuddesire still flows and nudges and swoonsa fictional creation of a romantic inclinationa tentative step onto the dance floorthe tango beckons,but experience reckonssafe and surewounds to cure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jeirose02/639061/