http://slow.writerscafe.org/sashay The original writings of author lifesanexcursion en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047031 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A snakeWrapped tight aroundMy heart Pulls tighterSqueezingEvery time you come To mindWhen I hold youIt sleepsUnless you're in painIn which caseThe strength of  The squeeze Steals my breathAway http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/625723/ The feeling insideFlooding her sensesRidding her world of All past tensesLooking forwardTo that time of dayWhere they can stand Face to faceAnd she can sayI love you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/618034/ You are always on my mind.Concentration,I cant find.When the day is over, And i have to unwind, I lay there wishing I wasIn your arms.How it came to this,How I let it get this far,I don't know.Truth is though, I don't need to.All I need is you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/618033/ Fear overrides The beat that residesIn the partOf your heartThat lovesLove overridesThe fear that residesIn the partOf your heartThat caresStrength is what Carries you onKeeps you goingOn those days that Love and fear failYou are my strength http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/618032/ Everybody tells youWhat to be.How to dress, speak, hearLive, love and see.Everybody wants toBe the same.Kids learn quickTo join the game.I don't care What people think,Because I sayNORMAL IS RELATIVE!The inside is what matters.BULLSHIT (to some extent)Look ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/556685/ A place in time Without a rhyme.A scheme,A dream, But Real. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/556148/ Fortune fallsAlthough it rises.Secrets unknownFull of surprises.People wonderStrangers dare,But who is knownFrom those who stare?Release inside Only what must,Not stay inside,To those you trust.BELIEVE http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/556147/ She walks home alone. She usually walks with a group of loud, laughing girls, is usually one of the loudest, but not right now. Today she just wanted some time to think. She relaxes, her handbag resting lightly at her side. She looks down at it, contemplating. When did she switch to this popular bag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/554569/ A cold breeze blew through the still air. A shiver tingled down my spine, and I pulled my blanket tighter around me. The sun was slowly working it's way down into it's dark grave, giving space for the moon to rise. I sat on the top of the grand canyon, one of the largest cliffs in the world,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sashay/554554/