http://slow.writerscafe.org/FrenchCallipyge The original writings of author Callipyge en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094813 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Leave me impertinent sentiment!You haunt me like a demonPresent in my every thoughtEven In my every cellI keep dwelling on youEven if I don’t want toI hear your unbearable soundThis bitterness I taste, is that you?Leave me at peaceWait, wait, is that sadness I hear?This taste is new indeedOk, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031936/ Hand touching foreheadA mix of rough and tenderSkilful he is notAdjusting that pink capA quick glance at meHis lips lovingly touchingThe pure soft skinProtectively looking  I’m an admiring witnessOf a proud daddy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031934/ I want to see the sunI want to feel youJust the way we used toI'm the miss of your universeYou promised for lifeYou've given up on usAll colors have fadedShallow breathsHeavy heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031932/ I can't convince youCan't make you see what I seeLife has so much to offerTo you, to me, to usMy words are weakI've made a difference in someThere is so much moreIf you only could seeI want to embrace lifeWith my arms, my eyes, my soulI want to embrace you tooIf you'd only let me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031931/ Drugged up with wordsI'm in a dazefeeling the moment Not wanting to endNo alcohol no drugsno pills, a free ridegive me that high againpowerful words of yoursstaying in the zonei expect more to comelike an an addictwords nourishing my soulThe only thing betterIs to hear you say them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031929/ Old AgeHer hands are the softestHer face wears many seasonsShe remembers their timeThe rain, snow, stormsBut way more sunshineHe is there as their lovePresent in the roomStronger in her heartHe never aged as she didHe acquired the wisdomHis whispers in her dreamsTheir story is on screenPerceived by .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1031928/ You should figure it out... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/1027311/ How each person we meet make us better http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/781709/ CIELI am a tea that you wear and infuseI open a new page to your destinyI paint your flesh of a sensual aromaYou are beautiful, I am telling youYou are not alone when I am with youYour body remembers meI am your own chanceI am your own romanceWhile I embellish youI embellish part.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715009/  EPICES I am invisible, not like the flower Not like the fruit I exist only for your senses I spice up your day Fire up your nights I make you sing, dance, laugh I am rich and I know it Dark and woody Spicy, soft, vibrant I am luxury You are hungry for me   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715008/   FLEURS I am the beauty that touches your heart     I inspire you and all I do is existColors of my moods There are so many of us But you, among a multitude You open up and make yourself beautiful I choose you, you are becoming mine Hours after hours Eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715005/ FruitsI am a warm mist of sweet nectar I inspire words Words you didn’t even know existed I inspire promises I am the good demon I politely scream at you “Don’t you see, I am a reflection of you” I mix and blend with you I belong to you You take me, you leave me I am always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715004/ In my dream… In a place between fantasy and reality I dream, yet I’m awake… There are no trees, no flowers, and no sky Yet it’s beautiful, we’re floating in a bliss I recognize you and you recognize me We are only feelings, a dance of the souls Ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715003/ FORGIVE MEForgive me I hurt you I opened my arms to you I told you “yes I do” I danced on you I breathed you, I cried of you My voice secretly told you I love you Forgive meI’m sorry to say It was true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715001/  Pink and Pure You are dancing In that moment Nobody is happier than you With delight we applaud We marvel at you Your most loving fan club Not so pink Just as pure You lay there sleeping The whole world is happier than I Corrosive pain invading me Give me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/715000/ What's the diagnosis?Heavy plexusA round shape soreA canon's targetShort of breathTeary eyes and drooping faceYou knew time was outYou'd expected itNow you see itRight in front of your eyesNothing you can doSwallow the bump in your throatFlipping channelsTalk non senceStill thereRun, walk, activateS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714998/ An artist Hand painting, dim light Colors, a broad spectrum Soft here, bolder there A minute lasting a lifetime Eyes closed, only feeling A mere desire, higher Hand follows, higher An unspoken wish, stronger Hand follows, stronger Connection, art and soul Breathless, a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714997/ Lonely Love I am just a girl longing for love No need to ask I suppose It comes naturally Maybe not…my heart waits Night after night, waiting Waiting for sleep until Another night comes Aching for you The need to feel wanted Naturally, just desired I’m bleeding .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714996/ Daring Pull me, pull me to youPlease dare, this time it’s youDo ask me: Can I kiss you? ‘Cause I’ll say the truthI’ve been wanting so longFinally you doI can’t be with you If you don’t dareIf you don’t care http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714995/ Horizontal tango Flirting enflamed bodies Not touching although tryingNot daring secretly wanting Moving swiftly in circle A look, a evident stare One that does translate Message clear and felt Soft low burning   Finally tentative reachingA firm touch, a sensual grab Follo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714993/  Beauty An ordinary face A common body Not admired by others People walking by Not noticing plain A man’s admiration Of the same face And the same body Seeing what others missed Treasure before him He spoke soft words Words she choose to believe She saw .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrenchCallipyge/714992/