http://slow.writerscafe.org/SCwrites The original writings of author S C en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016736 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The waves soothe me and yet I fear what calls the ocean home. I settle for a stained coffee cup mimicking the shape of my pout. I could smoke but I fear death.Who she is on the inside is trapped by her comfort on the outside. I daydream of vanishing and yet I love to be seen. Ink.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/2760554/ Baby, you're so baby. You. The absolute. The reason time has value. You. The reason there will never be enough of now. You. The sleight of your hand, my heart flushed and stutter. I beat for You. Baby, you're so baby. My absolute. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/2760454/ You banked your creation on a frivolous ideal of love with no bounds. You created my flesh only to watch it burn. You burned me.And yet you cry, dry tears forged loud.Should I pity you? No. You get nothing. Nothing that is except for a hallow F**K YOU.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/2759308/ Deep is your wave. I only remember existing here.The sound the world makes around us, a sweet sigh with the tide.We crash and I feel light. Your eyes heavy as your hand. I feel your hot breath on my skin.You keep me warm as we drift. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/2489302/ Your warm body has turned cold. Please tell me this love isn't getting old? 60 sweet weeks.Those moving feet under the sheets. I'm having a hard time, don't let me go. I won't let you go. I'll keep you warm, even through the cold.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1696858/ Bitter morning and your bed head. Rosy cheeks so sweet and the way you breathe when you sleep. Keep me warm like you did in the snow. Say you love me in that shy voice so I know. I'm insecure, but you don't care, in the bitter cold, you held me there. -----------------------.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1684195/ Deliberate heart, I feel you. Your words so smooth, I swallow them whole. We talk about trust, I want to. I want to the way I want you. And I can close my eyes, unafraid that yours are still open. I'm such a fool, prepared for this. The tide we create as we fall asleep. I am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1446082/ I'm Clean. Clear mind and aware of you. Do you dream with fog? Rose colored glasses, what do you see?I'm Clean and maybe that is what's wrong with me. There is no choice to be made, I am here, still sober. I'm what you need but that fog prevents you from seeing.Sober and holding hands with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1444315/ I manage time with the pounding tick of your heart. I am conscious in the way you breathe. This is easy for me. Feeling you is first nature. The movement of your mouth motivates creativity. This is easy for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1441654/ Daily Haiku that aren't so daily. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1428589/ Dear Diary,Strain your breath and love me still.A fear of the bottle, grasping you close. Strain my breath, I feel near your end. And the guidance we take is cold like your hands. Your hands round' my neck. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1428048/ Dear Diary,I am watching the veins quiver in my hands,  Is this as strong as I'll ever be? So much thirst, it could be from the burning. I am watching my skin waste away, I can no longer wear him and weather this storm. The taste of him still lingers, bitter, like rust in my mout.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1397374/ Dear Diary,Am I anything at all to you outside of skin? A token of assuagement. A yearning salacity, only was ever for you. Cracked and involuntarily new, no longer yours.A mistake taken lightly, like the hand that was once held.Heart sick and craving us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1387877/ Dear Diary,You are almost there and I am standing still. Loving you is like two mirrors facing one another. If I had the strength would I cast a stone? And maybe only then you would take me home.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1362543/ Dear Diary,I woke up with blood in my mouth. Left warm but without you next to me. When I dream it is not safe, suspended in water and waiting. Come back to me, I'll forever beg. He won't let me go, but he will leave.Why is there blood left behind in my teeth?Hold me and tell me it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1361703/ He loves me, he loves me not.  A virgin-clean, cradling her wilted flower.  He loves me.  Those sandstorm eyes, empty when I'm the target.  He loves me not.  The apples of his cheeks, rose to the brim. All I ever was, was his.  He loves me not, of this I am sure.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1258681/ Are we in love or did we completely cross the line?You dust me off, and they say she's like-new. Baby pull your strings, love when I crawl. You dust me off, you have what you want. Are we in love or am I just something to flaunt. How much is enough? You dust me off, I'm only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1244362/ Stop. Please stop. Moonlit room, coarse sheets on my pastel skin.The water is rising and his octadic arms are swarming around me. I scream, I try to scream. Silence. Stop, please stop. Why can't anyone hear me? My thoughts echoing in my skull. Tighter his grip gains.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1243781/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1243216/ I really don't know why I wrote this, this way... I just wrote down exactly what I was thinking.. I have a chance to travel to a different city and dance... I'm very nervous.. AH. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1243196/ Bitter me, I'd love to drown in Sweet you. Sing melodically, I will dance for you. Confined in movement. All for you. All for you. Bitter me, guarded legs. Sweet you, free legs. All for you.Cold hands, warm lips, Oh sweet you. Sweet me, all for you. All for you.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1242742/ Just a page from my journal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1242693/ Dear Diary,I’m not sure how he does it, or why I allow it to keep happening. With every smile, kiss or simple sigh he steals the feeling from my knees. I am not blind to the honest fact that we will never be anything other than what we are now. I simply must be in the mood for a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1242303/ When I fell. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1242302/ Fall for me and I'll watch you burn.A fitted flame that dances around your sweet intentions.Fall for me and I'll watch you burn until there is nothing left.Your soft lips are so naive. Fall for me.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SCwrites/1242301/