http://slow.writerscafe.org/aftervision The original writings of author aftervision en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990604 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Challenge meAllow me to take your test Allow me to dip my featherInto your inkAllow me to show you more than how I feelLet me display what think Challenge meSee if I am for you Pick my brainGet into my hearts true aimTouch the roots of my pastReceive the de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573865/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573863/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573420/ life and love of it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573415/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573407/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573406/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/573404/  if this was truewhat would happento the heart of -- you-------------------in a dead poets pocketthe following is founda poema ringa picture of a woman in her night gownthe ring for the promisethat he made to herthe picture to remind himof her physical beauty.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/558174/  Come lay with meas we watch our souls dismount �" to playcome lay with meand record the moments of lifethat we will make todaywatch as our soulsdancehand and handand cheek to cheekwatch as our soulsplay hide and seekfind each other and discover the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/558171/  Listen to your heartsays who ---- and on whomlisten to your heartin what place �" in what roomlisten to me if you search for actionknow that the rain must fallwithin it's own attractiondeep nights restsoftly as the morning sunrisebut can only be foundi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/558169/  Could you just be YourselfAnd not for meBecause when I fellI fell in love withYouYour strengthYour brainYour world Before the rainYour confidenceYour powerYour gritYour flowerCould you just be YourselfAnd not for meBecause when I fellI fell in lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/558168/ sexy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/558165/  he obstacles to enlightenmentone of the most ancient and profound journeys known to manit is what we chose to embodythat will eventually determine our standis it easy for one and not for the othersimply because our tools of satisfaction lies either inside or outor is it that we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555615/  welcome home -- my domestic hitlerand what shall be your desire todayquickly i will try to analize your moodthough it doesnt matter - because it'll change soonto what -- i dont knowfor what -- i dont knowdamed if i dodamed if i dontyes here comes the warden of this ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555614/                                                   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555600/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555596/                                                   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555594/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/555591/ Senorita  The bar is openAnd I’m the first one inIt’s paydayPlenty of money to spendGrabbed me a chairWhere I didn’t have to go farFront and centerWas my seat at the barTen shades deepInto the margaritasTrying my bestTo forget about my senorita.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552197/ What I won’t say This is the last nightThat I will pretend not to love youThis is the last nightThat I will pretend not to be half of two You told me that your love was mineAnd that we deserved to be as oneBut there was something that you had to doIn order for us .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552192/ SANTAN’S ART WORK   LYING HEREWITH MY HEART IN MY HANDTRYING MY BESTTO STOP THE BLEEDING IF I CAN IT’S HARD BECAUSEI DON’T KNOW WHERE THE BLEDDING IS ATDID YOU STAB MEIN THE FRONT, SIDE OR BACK I THOUGHT THAT WEWERE MUCH BETTER.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552191/ Waiting for Baby Jesus My belly’s swollenBut I’m more than just pregnantSo let me tell you somethingThat you should never forget See I’m in the process of doing my jobI’m providing the food and the lightFor my baby JesusThe one that will be crown.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552188/ when the heart dails http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552187/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/552184/ Deleted Please treat me like you want to be treatedYou get yours, so why should I be cheated?I tell you that there is no room for sympathy.I have finally tapped into your telepathy. Your mood swings is like the weather at the equatorYou send with one tone of voice hear and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548600/ you look at mewhen you should look for me you talk at mewhen you should talk to me checking on mewhen trust is not in your heartchecking on mehoping that my version of you don't start you keep an eye on mesecond guessing my every word you listen to my conv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548349/ solutions to the worldthat i surround myself incan be traced to the soundof thunder in a can easy fix forecastedsimple steps layed outbut the so-called professionalsknow not what they talk about how can they prescribeman-made for my woman madethunder strikes my lemonrain feeds me l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548346/ simple taskturned impossible to achievetrying to prove myselfwith no tricks up my sleeve can you hear mecan you see my paincan you share in lovewithout knowing my name i read youand taste your inkmatters not your lookjust what your heart think i read youplease read me .. n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548343/ written for a dear friend -- a little while ago -- James Nelson http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548171/ why my eyes appear half closed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/548138/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/547628/ life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/547625/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/547622/ the ole sayingdon't worry -- don't frettell me howdo we have probelms -- and just forget contractile accessionsoffer a fools goldhot ain't always hotshit -- sometimes hot is cold are we to just place asidethe pillow upon which we sleepdon't worry -- don't fretsentiments that you ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545716/ deep my heart has always beeneven when it was guidedthrough hell and through sin deep able to speak -- beyond my heartno conscience thoughtsunaware of the world that i was in deep because my heart spoke my penwriting what i wanted to dodisplaying -- the u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545712/ a raging fireburns the internal walls of my heartthe darkness and the smokesheilds the one that gave it -- this start the danger is the knowor the fact that this depressioncan only be filled by youmy hatered stops your bodywhile my heart summons this hardship to lifeso deep is the wound.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545666/ i just spent some time wondering why i was sad then i felt a sock  after vision http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545665/ i step backto look at me with youi no longer want to be the causeof the unhappiness that surrounds you lately your facehas abandoned that heart warming smilelately there has been spacewhen we hug -- i feel that country mile i don't want to bewhere my presence is no longer desiredi .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545651/ thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545649/ doppelgangers drenched in perfume sends adrenaline coursing through precognitive visions lustful and illicit -- you expectations released recaptured artistic temperament measured all because i loved the flesh and not th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545645/ we went out on our ownpurchased each other - with each otherphysical attraction -- common intrestpromised to be forever  --  more than lovers futile in our efforts to establish a homewithout asking heaven - to build itnow furnished and paid -- we occupybut have yet to LIVE in it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545644/ devoid of true lovei stand eternal happinesslog cabin on the hillmy planself worthis mineit was issued at birth sexual potencya realityif sharedthen your fantasy no probelms with meas i am full of probelmsimage perceivedpsychology wobbled the serpentine line&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545643/ What should I doIn a new love trapped by old feelingsWhen you’re not to blameFor the actions of another’s dealingI promised myself to never love againThen came you and your loving waysI’m thinking that it’s good for nowBut it is the kind that staysYou breathe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545193/ mirror http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545187/ hard truth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545184/ A Drinker’s Drink What you do to meCan words really explain howHow do you describeLove greater than the heavens allowAn unquenchable thirstFor the pleasure that you bringWhat is it withinThat makes my everything singWhat is it withinThat brings forth such ecstasyYo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545182/ haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/545173/                   SANTAN’S ART WORK   LYING HEREWITH MY HEART IN MY HANDTRYING MY BESTTO STOP THE BLEEDING IF I CAN IT’S HARD BECAUSEI DON’T KNOW WHERE .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/544797/ Mother nature The longer I stay awakeThe more that I thinkThe more that I think the more that I need sleepAnd foolishness becomes the wine that I drink The only person that stops meFrom sleeping is myselfI searched for my enemyBut in my mirror, I’m the only one le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/544796/ Blue moon I lived my lifeThe best that I know howI preformed for myselfSometimes worthy of a standing ovationSometimes just a bow I forgot most of my pastAt least with my mindSo I called on the moonTo see if she could recall the times Times that I loved and l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aftervision/544795/