http://slow.writerscafe.org/aysmaj The original writings of author aysmaj en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094795 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I ran myfingers over her arm, gently caressing it and savouring the night’s lingeringintimacy for one last moment. Anne didn’t stir. Her first class didn’t startuntil noon and I had tried not to wake her. I locked the door on my way out.Lost in my thoughts about today&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aysmaj/792658/ The first poem I've written in a very very long time. Thank you Joe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aysmaj/792595/