http://slow.writerscafe.org/giovannym The original writings of author giovannym en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206159 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They say that the eyes are the window into the soul.If that's true, I desire to transform myself into a tiny particle of lightWill you look at me my love? so that I may be pulled to your eyesand slowly look through and stare at the vast beautifulchaos of broken stars that lay beyond the glass.I want.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1722425/ This is just random life stories of my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1720692/ This is something that I just ran with. I know I'm no poet, but I love thinking about deep emotions. Love is one of the most amazing feelings when it comes to living. I am deeply fascinated by it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1720673/ I miss her like the still ethereal night sky light     that swallows my eyes,A glimmer and delicate  lamp     cradling  my emotions through everlasting cries,A remembrance of our passion and adoration     condensed into intricate satchels groupe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1669347/ she always believed herself to be unworthy of being loved,until he came from behind and lifted her off her feet.Feeling weightless and her feet dirty battered with blisters and calluses,from the long hard journey of her life gone by.She could think of nothing more than the feeling of being a burden .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1510257/ He breathed his last breath of butterfliesinto her lungs,In the process awakening her from a long deepslumber destitute of dreams or any light.Breathless he remained,The sacrifice was just.She then danced for the very first time,Feeling the breath of color and light.Now w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1508230/ When a rainbow is pulled out from hidingby the sun and the rain,Moments so precious air becomes thin,so hard to breathe without breath,like the moon, gravity fails yet ,there is no painOh how I long to see you smile again,When the strong gale sends the butterfly fluttering ,Into the beauty of the fi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1499188/ Running with short strides,The circles filled the air around the spaceFollowing closely keeping with my paceThe circles around me, created through movementsCan I open this closed empty bottle of wine?I'm not sure I'm strong enough, I might make a ridicule, you sure I'll be fine?The circles arou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1498651/ All I seeDriving in the dark with the lights out, I turn on the radio and hearing you there,you are the sound of vibrations, melodies, and song,feeling that you're present and have been all along,you're all that I see, you're everywhereI roll down the windows to feel the wind hit my face,will i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1498298/ The cabin in the cloudsIn awe I was staring up at the skylooking, staring, at the glaring object so highit was a cabin, nestled gentle in it's place in the cloudsHow did it ge there? almost out of nowhereDid God place it there? Up so high, it seems so far, so unfairI'll build me a ladder on top.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497918/ how could you not tell me so?after all this time your absence I have regrettedhow could you fail to mention it? How?I stared at the vase, the resplendent vase,then and now shattered into a million tainted piecesThe pieces now scattered on the old wooden dusty floorwhere can I stand without cutting m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497829/ Why didn't you fight for us?I sit here in anger and anguishthinking about the life at the risk to never have,if only you had spoken and told me I was the one,the love of your life, we'd be sitting here cuddling ,talking and having a laughI sit here thinking about all our past ,the conversations.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497799/ last night as I laid in bed sleepingyou came to visit me, you were olderI realized it was your future self because I could see it in your gaze as it held back the weepingyou were dressed in white, long hair, wearing a beautifully sad smile broken to pieces smilethat was held together by th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497790/ Darkness falls is my own hidden placewhere I'm transported to grieve and have my troubles effacedLooking around I see nothing but shadowsblinded as I am I can still see you therein my mind helping me heal from despairI can feel the cold freezing mist from the fallsand it's touching my face and body .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497789/ currently, I'm going through a hard situation. I'm missing someone beyond anything I've felt before. I have been writing as a way to connect with them even when she's far from me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/giovannym/1497787/