http://www.writerscafe.org/heart_brk3r The original writings of author Everett DeValle en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1371704002 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 O Goddess,   undress your silence,  where wings, dreamt of kisses, takes flight, and your whispers burns  through me like an aching song, I remember,   lying in your arms,     your lips on my body,      your legs wrapped around mine...&nb.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1172876/ I was driving today on this highway,  it was an endless window of time,  the roadside fly by me like pages of a calendar... Where did all that time go? A song plays that I remember you by,  I sing softly to it,I'm centered...and I hear my history echo, And you s.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1117878/ There was 6 days known to not have no war in the 20th century, or so I have been told by a Jehovah’s Witness, we conversed deeply about life, how the world is going to end, the end is near at times, it is at its brink, and she left me on the floor to warn others,I kept riding the elevator, as .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1112459/ The cool remembering, that wakes me from the shadows, urging me communion, I’ve grown my wings, I want to fly, as I see the world below my windows, in the dying afternoon, I listen to songs without words, trying to find meaning, as my thoughts leap; as my words fall off my tongue; as t.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1107452/ My true feelings I try to hide, instead I take a leap of faith, My souls cries on the inside, tears I taste, in a world of Hate, All the backstabbing and lies, 30 Silver coins on a plate, By Judas disciples, I despise, I have been abandoned by the gate, Yet I continue to try, for my Love to take sha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1104761/ Sorry, just thinking of the right words to say,how are you? In the quietness of your storm,sounds of sorrow,when you wipe the tears from the pains of your eyes,as ever before. I lost you, brotherfrom the war on drugs,your life,never anymore thinking the beauty it gives,buried altogether,each day. Do.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1104700/ The witchery of the forest, ancient as they are, in this secluded Sycamore Grove with leafless treesamong these frozen fields, standing, praying, shedding skin in wishful winter, celebrating the day of the dead, as heavy and dense fog drifts, on those rolling hills, with many unanswered prayers. Sha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1104174/ I faintly hear the shatters of laughter,they come to birth, crest, and disappear,breaking sound barriers, reverberatingthe suffocating days of Summer, in transit, stretched out, measured andentangled, the clocks race forwardobscured in bittersweet October, yetprecise, they were once you, I tell myse.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1103739/ Tell me, Baby, I have been told that I have been foolish,       to recapture hope, when you are always on my mind,     I don't want to be told that I have lost you,               When I miss your.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1103398/ I felt your n*****s tighten…breast heavy and tenderenjoying the taste of your caramel skin melting into mytongue,  Your c**t throbbed from the sudden ache between your thighs…and your wet flesh kept me warm in your love,  My bod.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1092613/ In the world of unknown; the unseen; and the unsung beauty. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1021299/ You whisper, MORE,   As your whisper burns  And it burns through me Like an aching song…    I came in you breathing hard…   How my eyes traced the lines    of your naked breast,    .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/1002832/ Softly Pink Which tickles my drenched tongue,   And sends tingles down your spine, My fingers rub and twist your n*****s,  As your fingers comb through my hair, then your delicate hands tug my head downward… OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOA b.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/996054/ The windows of your eyes has given me full view,   wanting you more each single day,    and everyday I live a beautiful Love, I am haunted mimicking electric spark,   storming your circle, The evening rain,   an Angel cradling songs of moonless nights,   &nbsp.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/985834/ ~EvThis evening, I see the moon glow its essence, a mirror of your image upon constellation; I trace it, a picture of your beauty, your smile, your very shape, comes to me.This sight whispers your name,and I smile with you...my Taurean Beauty.In dreams, I wonder, of you, my body all over your body. .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/984285/ A crude brew, I can't get enough, pouring through paper filter is my cue, my instant religion in a cup, I Love sipping you, double dipping too, my boo, with traces of chocolate, a touch of almond, So True, flavor bursting, vibrant passion, I feel brand new. Awake, my romance in real life, I can't wa.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/978151/ I see your Jaguar eyes,  Beyond these lush green jungles,  Enter my soul,And I am one with you,   And suddenly, again,   our lips open wider, As We fall deeper into each other,    Where your tongue tells me slow stories,.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/962727/ Into the night,   this night followed me like a stranger,    the fire still burns,     while I drown in your eyes, your kiss on my lips,   as I reminisce, A quiet hush,    the adrenaline rush,        our souls naked to a .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/959381/ The best gift of all, is remembering your love, how your light draws me in, hand crafted to memory, hand made to my heart,  this hope I hold,  in this silence of mine,  I am a child again, alone I go,where the lonely walk,&nb.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/945571/ Our temperature rises, like summer heart, a taste of her nectar, sweet on the lips, sweet on the tongue...(private write) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/942174/ Between Midnight and Morning... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/941683/ Let me unshackle, the bonds of a poetic silence, that longenslaved my loving heart, to let my quill quilt words on paper, and withoutyour love, your absence is death, the places I go are empty without you, losthymns unsung, that once held secrecy as lover’s do, come my Beloved, bring bac.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/904675/ My tongue carves her name, tracing each curve of letters into her flesh... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/893286/ A winter storm enters quietly upon our rhythms,        The scent ofjasmine candles,    our silhouettesdancing into the swaying light,     Soft crumpled sheets,  Ripples everydrop of us cradled in eac.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/888242/ Déjà vu, it begins again, this secret love affair, morebenefits than friends, A hotel maid stares, around 10 A.M., with voyeuristicsuspicion, time to pretend, the maid’s curious glare, I contend, I shatter hersuperstition, my darkly jaded soul don’t care, as I ent.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/880650/ Slowly the sun rises,   Within the distant desert mountains,     In neon pink hues along a teal backdrop,  Glows its fluorescent pigments,     An awning of light,      Fades the darkness,   I.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/870919/ As night filled with whispers, naked shadows drew patternson earth’s floor…my Cognac skin dripping on her… I’m a realist, making fantasies into reality, So, down therabbit hole I Go, I know you are feeling this, the slow and low, the bliss,from a simple kiss, anot.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/848804/ [Prologue] I fondly remember my Grandma in her in her Filipino Kitchen,A Pinay beauty, in my eyes, cooking bulaloo soup, beef bone shanks with marrowand potato and cabbage, teaching me how to cook this peasant food at 8 yearsold, I was full of excitement learning something new, I .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/840839/ My divine dreams of Hershey Chocolate kisses, somethingtart and tangy, sweet candy wishes, so delicious, a sip of brandy, so nutritious,ravaging Swiss Miss type Princesses, as she lusciously licks my licorice, shemistook me, as a rookie, but I’m no cookie cutter boy ya see, my favori.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/840251/ Lovers in the simplest form. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/840017/ Do you taste yourself, when I kiss you? Doesn't it hurt so good? Your saliva drips on me, Your rouge lipstick smeared on my lips, this Love dangling on a razors edge, my flesh is weak...skin so sweet http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/838628/ I fall beneath your eyes,     As they remind me of sunset,   watching the plume of clouds in the sky, brushed pink,  and shaded slightly purple with twilights of gray,     the distant mountainseem penciled in,    the na.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/835288/ Hotel keys; a midnight rendezvous; an evening tease; heavykissing in an elevator and we’re about too… she drinks me on her knees; as she’stelling me, “She can have you. I need to be pleased."; she says, “Talk dirty,to me.”; wanting a quickie; I feed her nee.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/832659/ The day breaks, and often my dumbness,equates to numbness,the lack of lyrical speaking,gathering my thoughts, and I am slowly interrupted, and I am slowly interrupted,without a star or a manger, salvation becomes a stranger,it gleams like a lyrical murder scene, so it see.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/831255/ The hallways are empty, no familiar face, nothing similar totrace, and winter the cold arrives again, it is a dream I’m chasing, as the world passes me by. Each doors open, one at a time,as I pass each one, each offering dimensions of my life, and images flashes,My hands in p.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/830430/ My theater where choirs sing for my return, thecerebellumrushing through optic nerves, the sunrise at dawn stands inrepose, awake they say, rapid eye movements, sprinkled by the Sand man, awake, I suppose, as a the Sand man saysthey are waiting for you, its time to go to sleep.  .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/829930/ The sixth season of winter's Hell, as sun sets endingthe day’s tragedies, desperate departure, as night enters my lovelyinspiration, where many seasons came and wearily went. The curtain call, as the audience slowly fills their seats, in thetheater of my mind, I return to my inno.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/829910/ ...Of miscellaneous thoughts in prose, rhymes, and free verse. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/829905/ Forsaken, within walls of the abyss,     submerged in water, I am a pearl  in the oyster gathered from one grain      of sand, shelled in the deep blue sea,    in the ocean’s depths, I sought refuge, for one day to be .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/828772/ Footsteps shuffling quietly on Cobbled stoned streets.                       Old bricked buildings streamlined in red and gold.     An amorous glance of Spanish stairs upon the shoreline. Ch.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/826826/ We shared the same Lover; Menage A Trois with Mary Jane; for there was no other; to ease our pain; our lungs stained by smoke; filled with hope; achieving happiness from each choke….and I breathed it in…I felt suddenly heavy inside…to open my mouth quickly but the white sm.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/690429/ Itaste, the soft, moist, vermicelli noodles slurping between my lips, a Siambowl filled with Vietnamese Pho beef soup, the hot clear broth steaming… Ireminisce…and in a blink of an eye…I return, to a familiar happier moment. Thesteam, so hot, an.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/684729/ The Night is filled with whispers,    Our words hungthickly in the air,      As those verywords settled around us,   The hours,  Only moments,.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/682051/ The leaves are much greener here in this tropical country, asthe Philippine’s humid air hits my bare feet and the soft noise of clickety-clackmade from my chinelas, strolling that cobble street lane, It was cracked eggshells on the floor, and steamed premature duck embryo I snacked o.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/680480/ Haunted by our apparitions,the connection of souls,dances passionately                  between two hearts,  wandering like gypsies,   to roam unknown lands,where our whispered words echo,quietly, reveali.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/677716/ A portrait of kiss,like a vast awningof light,as we fold into eachother,we trace our soft flesh,nesting within origamihearts,as we talk,in touches now,listening to our fingertips,O Goddess,undress your silence!Let our kisses bloomover every inch ofskin,my cheek to your breast,my breath in your hair,.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/677669/ File ▾ Download (web size) Download (original size) Edit ▾ .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/677155/ Another intimate write for someone I wrote for and sent originally via e-mail...she loved it, even though its a private write...I feel that the world lacks LOVE, so this is the reason for me to share. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/676787/ The longing and remembering a connection, of one's love and touch. My way of saying how much I missed her. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/676780/ Wanting you,I taste,I breathe,Deep,Long,Let me dwell in your garden,as your blazing hair drives out the night,I devour, I tremble, in a quiet gaze,held captive,into your light. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/heart_brk3r/571570/