http://slow.writerscafe.org/IndigoRose The original writings of author Indigo Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779879988 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've been here beforeListened to your feet crunch the shards of glass and shattered heartsWiping the remnants of liquor and bitterness from liar's lipsAs your night of sugarcoated revelry comes to an end The facade fallsCracksEchoing with the slam of a shotglass that pulses&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1823758/ For just a momentWould you slip away with meInto dark corners of anonymity Could we lose the fear.The consequence.Can you loop your fingers in mine with the simplicity of a lover And push aside the flush of watching eyes.Be the steady tide in my ocean of melancholy And wash away these.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1800856/ I saw the other side of you todayThe flip side to your coinBeneath the sparkle of joviality and passionWhen we strip away the gloss of illicit corners and barely touching handsRinsing away the heady throws of passion and your alcoholic aftertasteI saw your rageThe underbellyThere was no beauty in yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1749412/ Wanderlust  My heart is not at home.  I have searched for it In the rolling pastures of our green and pleasant lands.   Across a sunlit meadow, the honey warmth of sunset soaking into the skin.   Beneath the petals of a daisy.  In&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1732051/ Unpick your locks And creak your hinges Open your steely doors And envelop me in your blinding dark. Your deafening silence  Unburden my  shoulders From the weight of a thousand pressures From an all seeing eye,  An omniprese.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1726177/ I think I miss your emptiness The hollow shellFilled with my projections Overflowing with assumptionsSinking under the weight of misconstrued eagerness I long for one single word With the misguided inference of ten thousand How quickly passion can melt into apathy Fire fading .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1724896/ If only he'd called last ordersEven though the sun still threw its summer blanket over my lazy shouldersAnd burned my reflection into the black screen of your glassesA reflection of who I wasNo premonition of who I would becomeWhile the last cigarette still lingered on my tongueLeaving the taste of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1724562/ A poem for my Dad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IndigoRose/1724538/