http://slow.writerscafe.org/Machar1a The original writings of author M.a.s.h. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779774287 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It,Was always why,I loved her, She,Had an eye, For beauty,An eye,That saw into your soul, And I guess,That,Was how she found me, Dusty and grey, Amongst all,The lost,The forgotten,The broken things, She,Saw me, Showed me the world, Through her eyes,The beauty,I, Had long since forgotten,And piece by.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1924269/ There,Was always something,About her, When she smiled, The whole world,could stop, But I,Wouldn't bat a lash, Couldn't,Something about her, Made you feel,Like a character,In a story, As if,There were ever any chance, This girl, Wouldn't have won you over, With a simple smile, She, Was chaos and ease.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1924265/ I,Was never brave, But, From the minute, I saw her, her smile, her laugh, the fire in her soul,Was contagious, And that,Was where I found,My courage,She,Was one of those adventures, I had only read about, And somehow,Deep down,Even with my doubts,I knew,I was the knight,In her story,And the entire u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1924263/ He,Didn't hate her, no,Quite the contrary, He loved her, And she,Broke him, But still, what he hated, was that he, Still loved her,with, all the broken pieces,That remained. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919649/ He,Wanted to see her,Old and grey,Covered in, Gently placed kisses,And warm hugs,To see,Dancing,On that perfect smile,He had long since fallen for,Forever,Just as perfectly,As he saw it,In her,The first time,To see,In those beautiful old eyes,All the beautiful moments,Spread out,Over,The eternity,He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919645/ She,Had lived,A life worth ,Countless memories,And was humbled,As life often does,So much that,All she wanted,Wasn't adventure, No,She,Wanted simplicity,To sit by the fire,And watch the embers,Reflected in his eyes,Bathing,Under the light,Of a night full of stars. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919637/ She,Loved him,For many things,But his mind,It ,Heard the silence,The loneliness,In her voice,And in turn,Found,All the words,To create,Music,Where the silence,Once was. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919635/ All he,wanted From her,Was, The simplest gesture,The slightest tick,And instantly,He,would be there, As if,He, Had never even left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919633/ She,Didn't just love him, She saw him, The way, No one else,in the world,Ever could. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Machar1a/1919632/