http://slow.writerscafe.org/janeyloo The original writings of author Janesy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003326 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've never catched your gaze,nor seen the eyes behind those hazy glasses.You have never mentioned love, or is commitment out of the question?If sexuality is fluid, could it bethat you have strayed from here?Because here I am missing you to deathbut there you wander, 20 seconds across.Out of sight (t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/497365/ I will carry you away, I will sail with you,and should these burdens get too heavy,I will cast them into,this vanishing thin air, the one we spoke of,beyond the dark clouds and somewhere beneath the ocean blue,I will watch and I will count each passing second it took,for every drop of tear to evapor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495079/ In debt,and these thoughts run rampant,So much for resting within me,so much for love and patienceI am on my own.Still, eye me like a hawk,for it's dangerous when it comes to intentions.and be sure of where I walk,you do not want the prisoner to leave the prison. Do you?Dear stranger, still, do reme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495077/ I want to curl up like a ball and roll myself out to somewherefar, somewhere foreign. Where the sun never sets and the rain neverstops. I want the wind to blow in my face, breathe around my neck andslap my hair into my eyes. I want to try peeping though the tangledstrands. And cave in to the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495076/ I miss this anger http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495075/ She whispers ever so subtly in my ears.Making my short breaths her's, and her drawings, mine.She said "If tomorrow never comes, remember me as I remember you."Well, I,I remembered alright.They took her away that night. The first girl I loved.September the something. Or was it, october blue.I never l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495074/ Gone, like the wind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495073/ If it is hell they speak of, I have roamed a journey too long.If it is a fairy tale love they are searching for,I have lost my golden compass.These days, the maps no longer serve their purpose.Our treasures are washed away, along with good old conscience.Manly arms and linking lies.A journey to the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495072/ Make a wish says he. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495071/ Delirious http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495069/ Who am I? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495068/ We are not made monogamous. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/495067/ 17.2.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436541/ 19.3.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436540/ 8.4.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436539/ 13.4.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436537/ 24.4.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436536/ 7.5.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436535/ 19.5.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436534/ 19.5.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436533/ 16.6.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436531/ 14.6.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436530/ 1/7/2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436529/ 12.7.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436528/ 20/7/2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436119/ 28.7.2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janeyloo/436117/