http://slow.writerscafe.org/Justdreaming The original writings of author Destiny Izaguirre Cortez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776103975 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15   The leaves are softly singing their     melodies as the gentle summer wind  begins to move silently    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/2060957/   You are a spell crafted in fireDon't be afraid to weave it higher       http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/2039830/ I will forever dance merelyIn a garden of orchids Beneath the sunlight raysAnd the sunlight cloud  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1988446/ I have flaws I'm not perfect I make mistakes just like everyone else doseBut I have the tendency of hiding away and drinking my problems away It's not like I drink everyday; no Only the weekendsI have a bad habit Cocooning myself away from the worldEndless nightsGlasses of red.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1983963/ Deep, red, sangria petals  Eyes closed  My naked body soaking in these clear bathtub waves  Mind drifting Deeper I sink       Head under water       Brown skin coated Floral scented  Dreamy state  High without the Mar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1973321/ The only road I knowI have no idea where it'll goBut it's the only road I knowAfraid and AloneBut this road I shall walk aloneScaredNot knowing where it'll goIn the end I have no idea where I'll be The things isI have always been alone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1971279/ p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; color: #454545}p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; color: #454545; min-height: 14.0px}The days have been passing byI’ve been loosing track of time For weeks I've criedBut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1898445/ Love isn't just something dreamers look for in reality, it's something reality looks for in dreamers. Love is unexpected but precious; yet strangely words are never enough. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1839499/ The preface to my novel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1818831/ Rainy daysCloudy skiesHidden rays and sad eyes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1785236/ I hid all the bodies. I dug deep through the soil and threw all three bodies in the ground. No one wouldn’t suspect a thing, anyways. I covered the hole and within a few weeks these bodies will be rot away. The maggots will eat them from inside and out. Luckily, I burne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1623218/ My thoughts late at night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1622407/ I’m torn between what makes me happy and to be stuck here in my own isolated cave of insanity .. Please, I begI don’t want all this insanity to devour me I don’t want to be consumed and become a walking machine of society  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justdreaming/1617869/