E. Domenech | WritersCafe.org http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ihavealight The original writings of author E. Domenech en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776232184 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Alleys of stone and glass In the shadows hidden,our love.A glimpse of darkness,I can seein the deep deep oceanwhere old buildings are abandonedand I walk their corridors.Can not be seen from the surfacewhere the sun shinesnot like in these alleysmade of stone and glass. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1340972/ I wonder and I wander I wonder where are youI wander around the streets we used to walkI go to the places we used to goBut you are nowhereBut that's not quite trueI find you everywhereI can feel your presence in that cafeAnd I can remember the exact conversation the one we had walking down the streetAnd now I'm near.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1324002/ Rainy Sunday afternoon Wrapped in my biggest jacketBefolded in rain and darknessCold to the bonesIsolated in the song that’s playingI am part of the rainSoon I’ll be goneAnd so the sun will shineIn my absence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319515/ I light your cigarettes Drawing dead mermaids in artwriting about us in Englishyou  smoke between classesI light your cigarettesyou smile everytimeI could stay indoorsbut I prefer to be with youyou notice I’m freezingyou let me your denim jacketthis moment is evanescentjust as your cigarettesoon gonebut tomorrow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319512/ You could not call it home she had grown pretty flowers in her gardenthe roses were in bloomshe had bought some nice paintand covered the house in a beautiful pale yellowThe house was the most beautiful in the neighbourhoodbut no one knew what there was behind the doorsThe house was cold and darkthe blue wallpaper was ripped .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319505/ She cried poetry pt. 2 part 2 of http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319425/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319427/ She cried poetry She started crying poetrywords pouring from her eyeschoking on her own wordsnot able to mouth anyshe regretted crying that muchjust like Aliceshe cried so muchshe cried till drowning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ihavealight/1319425/