http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mosyd The original writings of author Mo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775244171 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Her,With Mahogany Skin and soft burnt umber eyes,Smells of lavender, honey and sweet cocoa,Moves like a fluid celestial being,Hips, strong and fertile, and bosoms soft like clouds,Hair as thick as wool, darker than charcoal, and flowing from her scalp like a spring,Everything she touches.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosyd/1872345/ Who knew something as sweet and rich as honey, could burn lips so bad?Something as melodious as a choir of angels, could set a soul so mad.Something as soft as the finest wool, could tear the skin with a jagged edge.Something as calming as the sea,Could send you plummeting off a ledge... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosyd/1869452/ This blackness is not a curse Cyanide does not ooze from my pores Nor do you need to follow me around storesThis blackness is not an omenMy smile won't burn down churchesNor will you need to stop me during "random" searches.This blackness is not a plagueMy heart is not full of dece.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mosyd/1869439/