http://slow.writerscafe.org/otingocni The original writings of author Otingocni en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098068 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 WMLA still. MMMYM still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2868457/ He was in my dreams again I saw him across the wayHe caught my eye with a grinthrough the crowds during the dayoutside at a marketplacein some generic downtown. I was shocked to see his face, clean shaven with hair light brown. I nodded back but then turned to go back the way I cam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2743744/ Yes, I still think of him every;Every still moment basically.Basically he is still haunting me;Haunting me still with his memory. Memories I still find, honestly;Honestly, any time I have free.I have free time, but I am not free;Free from the memories haunting me.Me-time is spent wri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2157157/ I pray you never think of me, while I am wishing that you do. I'd say you never wanted me, but we both know that isn't true.I'd pay the price of any fee if I could be alone with you;and stay where we would both be freeto let our love have a breakthrough. I can not seem to let you g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2157149/ We promised with our love always As we went our separate ways,But I walk down ghosted hallwaysThat he walked down back in those days.And all the days seem to amaze,As my heart still sings out his praise,And lets me know it's not a phaseAs it withdraws the price it pays. So, if my min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2139605/ No, I haven't seen him in years,But I know that there would be tears,If the path I take ever veersDown the same sacred road he steers. I ponder if he ever hearsMy name come from the lips of peers,Or me whispering in his ears At night as his dream world appears. I'm curious if souveni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2139587/ You were there in my dream last night, Untouchable, which isn't right. Give me a dream world where I'm free.. A world made just for you and me; No tethers that bind with their knot; No worry that we'll both be caught.8/7/2019 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2132625/ I could blame it on deep blue eyes.At first glance, I did recognize.Felt my heart and mind polarize To resist the full hypnotize. Could blame it on the empty holeI carry around in my soul;My Universe out of control,As I try to resist the pull.I could blame it on energy,And sync.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2112092/ My life is filled with such beauty But it all seems so dull to seeWhen compared to the synergy I felt when he was near to me,And that was muted energy Because, of course, it had to be.Who knows the true intensity?My heart has no capacity.5/4/2019And on the Earth, every seaCould.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2109482/ I was attending a council meeting to plan a presentation. I didn't recognize the room and it was like a double room with several chairs around the walls with no tables. They wanted to show off what the residents were doing in their yoga and exercise classes, but they didn't want to use any of the sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2107959/ I saw his love face to faceWhile walking in my workplace, And I swear I felt a traceOf his energy embrace. As we talked, I just savoured. The air around was flavored,But then it quickly wavered Like message was delivered. I hope he got a hintOf my energy eventAs she took it w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2102266/ WMLA http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2095791/ I have learned some old things about me.And I've tried some new ways to be.I've seen some of the mystery,That creates future history.We're both going the direction That leads to our own connection,As we choose our path selection,We will see our own projection, But not as we are in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2093625/ I have you so blocked from my viewI shouldn't ever think of you, But every day I still do,And each thought hurts as it goes through. I realize it may be true That you never think of me too,But just in case you ever doI pray only good thoughts accrue.12/1/2018 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2076880/ Sometimes I get choked When my heart gets stoked.Memories evokedWhen thoughts are provoked. And if they are strokedThey could be uncloaked,So I keep them soakedWith veils that are smoked.10/21/2018 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2072732/ Every single f*****g dayThe thoughts of him won't go away.Memories or fantasy play;They haunt me still to my dismay.My life is no longer a mess.It's going well, I must confess,But whenever I'm feeling stressIn creeps familiar loneliness.The same happens in bed at night.While wishin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2062635/ Intensity so strong it needed to fade.Lessening now as I continue to wadeThrough this life and it's every escapade.Soaking up the sun from my spot in the shade.8/8/2018 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/2051505/ I had a dream and you were there.I acted like I didn't care;dressed to the nines with updo hair,my head held high without a stare.I turned to leave and then you say,"I see how you are!" in dismay."I thought you wanted it this way."I replied as I walked away."Not now!" 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I think I made it to the shore.No longer drowning in the seaImagining just what could be, With combination him and me,There's no more possibility. 11/22/2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1981188/ I don't want to change you,So I try to change me,But I'm finding my needsWon't bend so easily, Then my soul is confused. It just wants to be free,And the body it feedsAlways seems so hungry.When the thirst is too muchAnd I'm feeling guilty For the cravings I getJust to cure the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1968074/ Cut off from communication;Shielding the current sensation.This painful heart amputation Leaves my soul in protestation. 8/1/2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1945196/ If I could pull him out of me like weedsThen the roots would shed a trillion seedsThe seeds would grow a zillion weedsAnd so on infinities.7/21/2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1941897/ I've always had a fascination with eyes.When a soul speaks to me, it is no surprise.I see more parts of me that I recognize,Just living their lives in another disguise.His eyes are piercing blue, way beyond mild;The blue I crushed on when I was a child.Then, they open up as if they wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1911799/ He stepped into my Soul and thereHe sat with his electric stare.I was completely unaware Just how this whole meeting would fare.But then I looked into his eyesAnd saw to my happy surprise That he would surely empathize.The love in mine, he'd recognize. Not sure what chapter just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1911499/ How do his kaleidoscope eyesContinue to just mesmerizeAfter all of the time that fliesDifferent paths of compromise?Morphing hues right in front of me.Changing tones in my frequency.Swimming deep, but not too deeply,So not to lose my sanity.He's really bad at closing doors,And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1911145/ I wanted to drive by his house today.The yearning was strong... but I pulled away.There's nothing else that I wanted to say,Except maybe just, Happy New Year's Day! 1/1/2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1870028/ The truth is what hurts the worst;That my heart was ready to burst,And I enhanced it with my thirst,Expecting to be reimbursed. When craving came by thirst's request,And there was more left to invest,And life was too hard to injest,I left my will to his request.It's then that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1862185/ Wouldn't say yes now if he begged.Wouldn't want my heart to be plagued.HE tries so hard to be the one.SHE's beautiful just like the sun.So right now my prayer of the dayIs that I find some kind of wayTo fall deep for HIM with toes curled,Like I did him, out of this world.12/0.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1862163/ Says there is a spot on his heart.Does he know that mine fell apart?The explosion was off the chart,Fractured pieces like abstract art.Says he knows what he has to do.What that is, I haven't a clue.I guess that means he won't pursue, Which helps me with my staying true.Says that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1859785/ I made it to the other sideAnd I no longer have to hideThe way I'm now feeling inside.I know there's no reason for prideBecause in the past I have lied.Still with secrets I can't confide,But I am on the other side,The side where there is no divide.My heart and my eyes open wideAnd .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1853239/ I may have thought things that were wrong.At least, I prayed for the right things.Some of my visions don't belong,But truth is healing as it stings.A bird who's caged still sings a song.Can it be happy as it sings?I've grown so much, and I feel strong,With higher purpose in the wings.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1852512/ Made it over the hump At sixty five percent.I'm coasting on my path.My heart gave the consentTo let my feelings go;No longer in lament.No reasons to be sadOver the time I've spent Wasted on whims of hope,Or things I can't prevent.Done searching for something I think can suppl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1852496/ He knows my truth, and yet he still asked meTo assist with things, when he knows I'll beExposed to my vulnerability.Why me when he could asked anybody?The walls are in place, he tells me in text.So why do I feel my heart has been vexed?Seems, since I met him, my life's more perplexed.R.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1849210/ Why do we wear walls when we're together?Why do thoughts about him change my weather,With a breeze blowing now and forever,My spirits lifted up like a feather,Then crashing down like the rain is outside,The thunderous sound with lightning to hide?With nowhere else but cafés to con.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1848476/ How can I say no to this adventure?My hesitation may be premature.For the present, our walls may be secure.As for the future, I cannot be sure.Can I handle being so close to him,Without wanting to dive in for a swim?Will the deep end call me out on a limb?Can my heart keep my emotion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1847928/ He was in my dream this morning. 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It didn't make me cry.I laughed out loud instead, Without willing consent.I didn't have to try.And then I saw his text,Something I can't prevent. It almost made me fly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1813345/ Fell in love with someone who is unavailable, which, I am as well. But, I fell in love backwards kindof. The usual soul/eye recognition that sent major shocks, but, with me being married, and him being married, and my potential boss at the time, (our initial meeting was my interview), those fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/otingocni/1811159/ This is the last entry that will be addressed to you. I will no longer be writing to you. My truth is for me. Since you continuously expect me to just guess about your truth, I am waking up to it. I, finally, will move onward in my revelations. They are for me now. You don't read my words anyway. 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