http://slow.writerscafe.org/absinthe_05 The original writings of author Carina en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776177017 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A slender hand reached out to cup his cheek,   her eyes tracing the contours of his face.Caught in a daze that made her knees weak,   she met his mesmerizing gaze. No words were necessary,   both could feel their love for each other.Worshipping each o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/825914/ dedicated to my highschool classmates... :)) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/825903/ drabble about one of my favorite things... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/811252/ I have another storyAnother poem, another piece of me.Words rushing in my head,In an adventure waiting to be read. Graced with ideas from my muse,My pen and paper shall now have a use. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/811251/ drizzle fell from an overcast skyto match the mood as people pass by; breeze that caress the faces of the mournersas they ignore the need to be somewhere warmer; tears of sadness, of grief and anguish,this is the last day that they’ll see their cherished. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/811250/ ·        No reason to live,Fading breath and agonyDeath like no other. ·        Tick-tock said the clock,Frosty winds and creeping dreadHer, waiting in vain. ·   &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/811108/ Too tired to write,A riot of words in my mind.Frustrated and contrite,I really need to unwind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/811104/ I want you to hear,Something to get off my chest,Hidden all these years,Something that I will confess. All the truths you’ve heardWere nothing but perfect lies.But I won’t say the word,There’s no need for me to apologize. I’ve got no shameFor w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absinthe_05/784466/ You are my everything, nothing and all. 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