http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cheyenne14 The original writings of author c.m. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984224 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Heartache. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1527951/ my lips dream of drinking your insecurities,renting out the spaces in my chest.taking stock of the way they've formed ocean eyes,and had time to caress them without doubt.i dream of drowning in your insecurities,stealing them across cold lips as your fingers play.comforted by the water resting in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1241401/ and tonight all I'll get is some voicemails and picturesas your hands barely graze my hips, molded to yours.fingertips flashing all too real in my dreaming mind,feeling the weight of those blue eyes on my flushed cheeks.and tonight I'll let my heart take shelter in your collar bones,snuggling c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1146504/ I'm in love with such an angel, and he doesn't even know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1140577/ I saw the end as you slipped inside,Slipped away to that place we called home.Letting the softest lips I'd ever felt descend onto mine, quivering.As you moved so softly against me, making love to a broken glass form,Growing more hollow still with every look into those blue eyes.Committing every feat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1119936/ kiss anticipation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cheyenne14/1104369/ Remembering...these past few months, I've learned that remembering is the hardest thing to do. 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