http://slow.writerscafe.org/JuanSantana The original writings of author Juan Santana en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111420 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 it was september the third, i awoke on my stomach with my hands under the pillow as usual. all i was thinking about as i lay there motionless was my late Daizy. She had been my wife, the only person that understood; the only person who had tirelessly devoted everyone one of her days trying to help m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/976765/ To my Dearest Love,            Look at me the way I look at you. That's all I'm looking for, honestly. I want you to know that no matter what, I care about how you feel and how you would see the things I do. I know sometimes things are difficult for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/842536/ IF that's what you want to do then why not? go aheadI'm just trying to tell you, you should walk away insteadBecause for a moment it might seem that it'll keep] you up But I know right after you'll wish you had some better luckRight now you're probably laughing at the thoughts I giveAnd I'm not tryi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/825729/ You let me tame you. You let me go places, feel the strongest sensations, and taste incomparable flavors of your very essence. Ive done things to you that others feel are impossible. They just didn't listen, though. I had, however, and I continue to hear the immensely audible calls of your body to m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/825667/ "Just lean in and kiss me"' i said raising my brow"I would" she replied "I just do not know how""I'll lean in, you follow, we'll do this togetherYou'll love it, I promise, you'll kiss me forever""I want to, I do, with all of my heart,Just lean in, you first, its better if you start""Okay" I said sof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/817952/ A poem about love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/815812/ She turned her head, she cackled and screamedI fought for my breathe though I was losing, it seemedFor a second or two she paused in mid-air Then zoomed to the ground, never breaking our stareLanding in a puff, she was lost to my sightI turned just to look, but then felt her sharp bite I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/815781/ a comprised theory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/812369/   He haunts meQuietly in his cornerAll sound muffled by his enigmatic essenceHis piercing eyes glowing with critical judgementConstantly stifling all emotion by mixing and masking feeling with fearThe air that surrounds him is dense with despair and failureHis presence is obvious and repulsiveB.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JuanSantana/812341/