http://slow.writerscafe.org/ojay The original writings of author Ojay/olcay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027254 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Between us,the abyss of longing,an ocean deepens.Never wake the day dreamer; never discard a kiss.Perhaps we missed the entrance into Elysium Fieldsand that is why we fell onto Earthto fall in love and to die, eventuallywithout each other, alone againto day dream about kisses that once werebetween u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/589564/  Hotdust settles on his eyelashes and he blinks off the excess rapidly likebutterfly wings. People are brush strokes in the distance, children are specksspluttered randomly across his vision, and mothers are miniature figurinesalmost touching the horizon. He’d like to be in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/586485/ If we put all our beds together, the ones we shared with others, we’d have one long sleepA Mexican wave of a kissAnd I’d be the one at the end/roll off/fall/break my heart I'd reach up for a hand to pull me up, caress my wounds but I am still laying on the floor, it's cold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/578787/ i do love youjust not today, but somedayi know i will when the beginning endsand you are stronger/olderunbound to this life i do love youjust not today, but someday not tomorrownot in the afterlifenot yet as you learn to love anothergrow into your heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/572529/ I spend my life writing about youyet I don’t know who you are Where you live/how did you come into my life?  My poetry seeks you Words I have chosen to impress/expressDo I love you/where in my life are you?  Are you a man A lover from the past A di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/572527/ dark love, you've runaway, a castaway love I crave the wounded heartthe senseless lust give me night over dayI'll not complainwhen you leave at dawnI'll bask in lightand see my wounds much clearer dark love, you hurt me, abandon me I seek the sinthe ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/571095/ I do forsake those who’ve trespassed The boundaries of my soul and heart;For them it was a moment of lust,But mine was for truth and decency.I can over look the mindless acts of othersAnd give them patience to repent;For them words are just spoken,But mine were precisely written... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ojay/571087/