http://slow.writerscafe.org/HWGrace The original writings of author H.W. Grace en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776267012 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Is it thy lovely hair,Thy unequivocal scent,That sparkle in thy eyes,or is it thy beautiful soul? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1283231/ Like the night time starsYou are so beautiful,So familiar, andSo seemingly close;But out of reach.Your face in the moon,Mirroring your soul,So pure and white,Stained by the painful eventsForced upon you by thisUnfair world.Bright as the sunyou once were,If not an eclipsehad obscured youfrom your ver.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1283044/ Gazing at the sky,At those wonderful lights,Out of reach,But so familiar.Drawing energy from the darkness,the beauty of serenity.Serendipity at its best.For who would have thought,The night would make me shine?####The night would make me shine with it?#### http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1283040/ Pride filled my heart,pumping to the rhytm of the drum.Fraternity taught, preached, felt, sharedin our deepest of soul.Red in frenzy,Red in blood,My God, have I misunderstood?This innocence I once held;Gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1283036/ Havoc we brought,In spite of what we thought,Peace we did not bring,In our dealings with this king.Death has taken over;This feeling... I can't get over.Regret has filled my heart,As I threw my metal dart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1283034/ Not see you I did for a day,Missed you I have all my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1282902/ Charming thy way into my heart with thyLaugh as sweet as honey, trading myAppetite with bliss, each time I meetYou.Dearie eyes that make me weak,Immobilizing me as you speak,Ambiguous you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1282682/ Fate is my belief,For it has brought you on my path,Few like you have crossed this road,Forever would I choose to wander it.Fear I will not have,Favoured by the gods I must be,Feeling blessed by you presence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1282662/ Have I not seen thee for a week,Why then does it resemble eternity?Thy dearie eyes as clear as ever,In my mind entrenched,Curseth thee and thy fair appearance, Alas, have I not come across an equal,Of thy unrivalled soul,How I wish that I'd be freedOf thy thievery of all that is me dear,Yet I know, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HWGrace/1282650/