http://slow.writerscafe.org/Thelovelybones The original writings of author Thelovelybones en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000680 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The sweetest touch and the kindest words. The birds will sing to oneanother in the morning light, as the sun climbs over the mountains, anxious to greet the world again. Oh my sweet angel. Don't waste your time feeding my desires, my hunger will not run dry. Do not let your bones become hollow, your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1800006/  The Red RedRosesThe Maidenof the Rose GardenI would walk carefully through the garden day byday for my father always warned me to never pass the white roses. So everymorning I would make my rounds, admiring the beauty of all the differentcolored roses, but cautious to never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1766011/ Morning light and surfacing demons http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1765513/ I ask myself why I let you winYou burn down each piece of meAnd destroy the whole of my confidenceYet I run to youYou hold me tighter with each kiss Only to suffocate my thoughtsAnd just as I get a breath of airI drown in youAddicted to the pain you causeFeeding o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1683473/ As hewatches her frail, pale body walk away, he is enraged, every emotion veiled with a burning hurt. Watching such a beautiful creature destroying itself, turning from any good that comes her way. All he wanted was to show her that she was worth it, she was worth all his love and more. That he sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1674494/ after some helpful critique, I rewrote my pr poem "Poison" and enhanced it a bit :) Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1469982/ Take it as you wish http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1378234/ You are the poison in my veinsfeeling alive yet you slowly kill meBreathing you into my soulthe pain I no longer see They tell me to save myselffor they know that I shouldBut the addiction is past its coursestopping myself, I don't think I could Even though there's tears in my eyesim still.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thelovelybones/1378136/