http://slow.writerscafe.org/MirathePoetess The original writings of author Mira ThePoetess en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006205 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ღ Longing ღTrying to sleep as I rest my headOn a pillow I strongly holdI touch the empty side of my bedSatin sheets feel so coldMy skin feels your warm touchI long for so muchYour perfume on my wristCarries me away through the mistEach minute I spend awakeIs another heartacheStill furthe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1379866/ Sometimes ... pride just kills love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1355962/ It was just a moment ... but it felt like ages...! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1355848/ Even if it's to touch the untouchable, or to dream the unrealizable, let me love you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1355112/ If we only knew what fate would be hiding for us .... would we have changed our choices? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1353136/ Just a wild reverie ... a fantasy .. filled with ecstasy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1352893/ Some things are just not meant to be ... we never forget .. we learn to live with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1352241/ ღ Moment with Nature ღWhenever I can’t find myself, losing it withouta trace  ...Whenever I Can’t recognize the features of my own face  ...  I find me in the middle of a chimera and afantasy Tasting some sweetness I could touch and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1352221/ After all, love doesn't seem to be enough When it comes to saving our {me and you}. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1350927/ ღ My Son ... ღThere were times when I didn't come to your call.There were nights when I didn't sleep by your side.There were days when I didn't play with you.There were summers when I didn't take you swimming.There were winters when I didn't warm you up in my arms enough.I think I always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1350893/ You've changed my own features, made me live your lie, now take back all those promises you once made, and let me find myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirathePoetess/1349627/