http://slow.writerscafe.org/Leelanne The original writings of author Leelanne en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776333126 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An expression of an emotion that is so hard to put into words...love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/1108705/ Passion and chemistry between two lovers, when NOTHING can stop it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/1074016/ Feeling a little romantic... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/1073987/ As I was allowing my emotions to flow onto the paper, I came out with this. When I went over what I had expressed, I realized that it's simply my regard of falling in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/1073971/ As I close my eyes, I can see you standing there There in the candle light, your body warms my soul Souls intertwine in a perfect rhythmn of seduction Seduction pulling me into you, fills me with desire Desire to be carressed, to find your resting place Place your hand on my face, come in for t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/1073960/ It's a hard world, and I refuse to let it bring me down. It's up to us to make it the best we can :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/967449/ A few words put together about where I am at today, nothing less and nothing more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/959965/ This is a piece that I wrote inspired by a woman who lives alone in misery, which I can finally give sympathy to instead of hatred. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/945205/ My future draws near to me, it holds all, nothing left behind,Though all would be left if you were left, or if the words of your rhyme were left. Your words embody all, mind, soul,Emotion, elation, ectasy, excitement, intoxication,Rhythmn, reason, content, right, the masculine passion,All .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/923966/ Deep within my soul, you have found your resting place.Place your hand in mine, let our hearts join as one.One enticing the other, enjoy every moment.Moment in time, let ours stop and last forever.Forever knowing now, how it feels to blessed by this.This emotion of knowing we are complete and aware... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/920136/ A poem in honour of my beautiful little girl. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/920135/ His love does translate the language of my heart...Cradling my soul like erotic satin sheets,His seduction of touch creates a work of art...Emotion shared as our mouths do meet...Softly caressing scented skin,Increases rhythm of every heart beat...His inspiration now lending a hand...Timeless moment.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/920133/ My moment of appreciation as I experience Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, New York. A historical landmark that has inspired me through the tradition of laying down red blankets to warm our loved ones http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/909565/ ‎Grant yourself a single moment to not bemoan...Dismiss their whines of the crowded rush encircled,Put aside the false meaning as it is now sadly known...Are we so easily deluded to fall into topical ritual?...Broken behavior too easily persuades our sculpture,Why allow abstracted actions so eas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/843262/ Blending into the crowd, most cannot see...The power behind your eyes, the strength of your soul,Allow me to look through, catch the lust filling me...Rushing through my body, knowing the story you tell...Hide it as you wish, keep your existance rare,My promise to not share your secret, I hold well... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/829515/ Standing before you, mystery remains the tale of your story.Dedication and wisdom, affirmed through poised glory.Perception of respective souls, whispering in my ear with grace.Their existence purely luminous, an alluring embrace.For your mortal represents strength, resilience and protection.Comfort.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/829514/ What is held in just one year? Seconds, hours, weeks, days?...Opportune change so blissful, yet filled with challenge,To know not what lies ahead, becoming my ways... Fear once holding me back, grasping fiercly and tight...Cowardly hiding in a world of uncomfortable sadness,Reasoning with mysel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/829512/ They say the first five years of our lives create who we will become throughout our journey in this world. Our Qualities will be known, our morals and beliefs will surface. What we were taught during this short duration will determine our future independance and well being.Where in this time, does o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leelanne/829509/