http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jbamby718 The original writings of author Jaybam en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058343 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This weekWhoa… it was a interesting week. lots of ups and downs. lots of happy times and times of stress, but I got through it. I survived and looking back I can say it was a great week. It was a week that showed me that I can get through anything thats in front of me. That I am king of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1682201/ I love you.I hope for new opportunity for peace and prosperity for you.I love you.I want nothing but the best for youwhether that is with me or without me.I love you. Unconditionally, spiritually and continually,constantly holding you as the moment before the nextseco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1489160/ Constant conflicts souring like the sea, rapids and tides washing every bit of me. A story that was once told, now neglected and discarded. My river run dry a valley of stone a heart that beats rigid, a voice that is timid lacking sound.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1464117/ You set a part of me into the life of a new.Time may find a way to come back and renew what was oldTime my find a way to come back and love what was never loved before. So right, so warm, so spiritual. So many times I wish it were true,and wake up  next to you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1455116/ One of my Favorite poems, I hope everyone likes it. Its best if read slowly.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1453425/ I wrote this in May of 2000. If funny how relevant this is now as it was then. This is how we feel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1451557/ Can we dance in the midst of the night. Your lips look so right. Butter soft touch, body moving with a pinch of pepper walk.The way you talk, comfortably and casually. Physically capable of breaking walls with just one shake of your hips. Oh how I wouldlike to be woven into your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1448707/ A WINDY WHISTLE LEAD TO AND EARLY DISMISSAL, AS I FELT THE COLD UP MY SPINE AND THE CRACKEL  IN MY KNEES. I WAS LOST IN THE MOMENT. TERAS STOOD STILL ON MY FACE, AS I SAW EVERYTHING AROUND ME, BUT DIDNT HEAR A WORD, NOR SEE THE LEAVES .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jbamby718/1448696/