http://slow.writerscafe.org/RebeccaGhufran The original writings of author Rebecca en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054638 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If only my heart could beat in my homeDo my wrists have to bleed for you to know I'm alone?While you say I'm the greatest thing that happened,I say what are the chances that we met in that fashion?You could take every sample and average or muBut it's simple, I'm giving you a chance because I don't r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1127442/ based on Keats' poem, "Ode on a Grecian Urn" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1126072/ Tell him this is the paradise he will never knowThis is the garden covered in snowTell him I have every fleeting thingThat will make him alive, that will make him king I will give him all he could ever want or needHe is pulling hard on my strings that leadTo a frozen heart cast astrayYet he fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124854/ first love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124846/ Hopeless Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124843/ My earliest memories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124815/ We sink back and absorb the scenic tides, letting them swell in our hearts. This is why I come here. It is love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124810/ I have every word written down on paper so I never forget. But not the things that really matter. Like the way his black eyes got heavy and deep when his solid body pulsed in mine. I think he could see my soul, feel my soul as it fell out on the bed and made me light. Lifting me closer to him. And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RebeccaGhufran/1124808/