http://slow.writerscafe.org/woolyclouds The original writings of author Z en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070565 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 my dear,its too early for thatim only here,whats the worry?please put it down,my darlingwhatever it is youre holdingour fortress of sheetsare still openif you'd like,ill give you some cuddlingtreat yourself good,my sweetheart,and lay here with meyour face,your heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/woolyclouds/1776329/ Days wanderingPassing through filtersFeet no longer peekingHiding beneath covers"It's overwhelming, you see.""I get sick of it," they sayComparing to a banal specialtyWith a tinge of dismayYet as for others, it seemsLike a hail storm on a desertA marvel they deemWithout a single spot or dirtLips cur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/woolyclouds/1769312/