http://slow.writerscafe.org/Richardguerrero The original writings of author RichGee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206921 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Key Ingredients for Deep Hydration in Effective Skincare Routines http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/2882497/ I think the thoughtsThat I must thinkTo feel a bit at easeTo brighten up my darknessAnd make myself to pleaseYour naked bodyIs what comes to mindSo vividly indeedSo it is you I doI'm pushing throughAnd working it to speedWhile you're on topYou ride me hardAs I lie the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1332013/ I watched you dance with The DevilUnder the full moonCoyotes prancedWolves in full swoonThe silhouette of your breastSlightly masked by the mistThe Devil's claws on your backHe made you twirl with a twistI knew that you knew I was thereAlthough your eyes were wide shutMy sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1329152/ Soulless figures robotically walk the streets.Their face...Faceless.Their stride...Limp,As they crash course directly towards nowhere.Their goals and dreamsHang lifelessly from light poles...Weather worn,Unrecognizable,Long ago forgotten.Humanity has given up on them too many t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1327775/ That woman is fine as wineAnd at times As sophisticated as champagne.I cry when I'm away from her for too longAnd I defend her honorAmong the haters That want to get in her pantiesOr been in her pantiesBut couldn't handle her thighs,Sighs or hysterical criesCause she's hard to pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1325540/ Quick!I stop to gather myselfAnd organize,As a brilliant thoughtEnters my mind.Brilliant I believe,As I do all the time.This is the ideaThat will make me wealthy.Not work another day in my life...Wealthy.Make Ethiopian kids healthy...Wealthy.Puff Daddy,Jennifer Lopez,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1325074/ His sobs were low, faintAs he sat accompanied by darkness.The moonlight betrayed themFor an instantAnd I could see his silhouette,A mountain of a manWith his head collapsed upon his hands.My tiny steps Went unnoticed.Was my father,The strongest man in the world,Crying?I r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1321907/ I do not write poetryPoetry rights meIt allows me to vent my feelings Through the words that lie In the abyss of my heart...Dark, gloomy, vengeful and mad...Not mad like insane,But mad like pissed off!I don't spit poetryPoetry spits me...Right in the eye!When I read other's w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1318919/ The Devil asked for you by nameI told him You and I were one in the sameHe said you had sold your soulAnd had reached your end....I told him to take me instead Because I was your friend.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1317229/ Happiness was my friend,I knew him very well.I don't know where he is right now,I can't really tell.Joy, him and I Were always as one,Then Sadness, Pain and SorrowKilled our friend Fun.That's when everything changed,This broke us all downAnd Suffering and AnguishStarted han.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1316673/ I saw her long ago from a distance I did not recognize her beauty,Until I embraced her My longing to reveal what I could not explain,Made me vulnerable to her I opened up and she stepped inShe changed my world She nourished my orphaned wordsAnd fuse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1315669/ I told myself I would never post this but, here it goes! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1315544/ Pretty self explanatory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1315510/ Why me? is your first expression as you walk into a room full of gangsters and tension.You put on your, "bring the drama" mask as you bop to your cell,Praying to God and wishing everyone to hell.Why me? As you fix your bed jail house style, you tie your sheets with four knots,Then place your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1315245/ There are moments in time,While I'm wasting my time,That I think of the times I did you wrong,Now, I sing your songs.I've been gone for so long,Do I still belong?What I mean to say is,Do you still remember me?Oh what a tragedy,It was my strategy,Nothing really mattered to me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1315133/ Here I sit waiting...Waiting for the judgement on my life,For the end of my old beginning,For the beginning of my new life.My mind races and races,But goes nowhere real fast.It has no brakes,Not even for emergencies,Just a full throttle gas.When I crash,Will I survive?Am I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1314989/ I watch the rain As it clears the walk.I open my mouth,But I can barely talk.My eyes begin to waterAs I reminisce,On those rainy daysWith you,That I miss...The way you cooked those special dishesI enjoy so much,And we would drink red wineFrom only one cup.We would lay in be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1312770/ MAIL CALL!IS SHOUTED OUT,THE CALLING FOR ALL CONS,WHO GATHER IN SUSPENSETO AWAIT THEIR TREASURED BONDS.MAGAZINES IN ALL COLORS,THEY FLY BACK AND FORTH;FAREWELL LETTERS AND DISPOSITIONS,FROM THE U.S. FEDERAL COURTSSOME FIND HAPPINESS,OTHERS PAIN,IN THE WRITINGS THEY RECEIVE;.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1312712/ Caught between two women I love Is a conflict that's got me in a hole,For the first I love soAnd everyone knows,Yet the second would give me her soul.The first is my wifeAnd the mother of my kids,That alone sets her worlds apart.Now the second is my girl,She'll give me the world,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1312384/ I walk to exercise my body and mind.I walk to leave all stress behind.I walk to think of all I have done,The goodThe badThe sadThe fun.I walk to cry so no one sees.I share my pain amongst the trees.I walk and talk not to myself,But to my lord to ask for help.Help and strength t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1312382/ Can my words make you cry? Well I sure as hell am going to try Because they are all I got the COJONES to use on you.My right hand was made to hold a pen, my left to caress from end to end,The body of the woman I choose to love.I refuse to form them into fists and violently pound them on you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Richardguerrero/1312133/