http://slow.writerscafe.org/SoumyaS The original writings of author SamSat en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776084871 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Leaving the knots back home, I hope.Craving a tender coconut milkshake,I'm off.3 hours of travelfor someone who hates it.Smiling stiffly in the selfiestaken right in frontof the crowded airport terminal.Still, I am leaving.To the glittering waterswhere the sea salt doesn't mingleand duckweed floats .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoumyaS/1997816/ Knowing that you, my darling,could leave me numb,my body, numb with longing,for hours.And yet, with just a strokeof your thumbover the lines of my body,You could resuscitate pleasurethat I was unaware of;A pleasure that was hiddenin the netherworldof my body.Knowing this,and the lacerations you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoumyaS/1986885/ The midday breezewashes over me;a hint of rain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoumyaS/1986018/ He’s here, waiting with me for the 09:55 train.And he, is here yet againwith a wet nose and no handkerchief.23 seconds pass between each sniffle.I’m also keeping tabs on the number of timeshe raises his hand to wipe his nosebut doesn’t.He’s an odd man.He wears:a nicely scente.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoumyaS/1986015/