http://slow.writerscafe.org/nicki_504 The original writings of author nicki_504 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032556 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Some may say what we have is not right.Some may say that our union begets blight.Some may say from this no love can form.Some may say that the very act is knowingly deformed. But they are not present to witness your grandeur.Nor can they perceive the bountiful buoyancy of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/252047/  I am fearful that I have no ability to break away from your cascading clutch.I try to escape the memories of you scent, your beauty and have failed as such. You are always here, constantly with me, gently taunting.And I unable to reduce you am tortured, enduring this haunting.  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/252044/  With you I don’t believe I am so simple, so ordinary.I feel less rough, pitiful and indeed more extraordinary.You make me feel beautiful, wanted, anew. And thus I am no longer haunted by what once I knew.  I am to Cinderella a step sister.You are the Prince that overlo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/252042/  I wonder what has happened to youI have heard nothing since last Monday.I wonder if you are no longer to me true.Or is this simply just your nonchalant way? However, I hope that you are doing fine.To neglect me is but a meagre sacrifice.I’d prefer to know you strive,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/230795/  Upon birth it is delicate and untainted,Pure and new, intrinsically satiated,Unblemished, it is easily admired,Even at the end of a day it looks not tired.    And as there is progress of time,The beauty of it seems less sublime.And years pass, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/227740/  The salty air of an open sea,Is vast and magnificent,The coming of dusk brings utmost glee,For the woman awaiting the taste of her lover’s scent. She goes alone, swift with a lover’s zeal,She anticipates each moment, each wondrous feel,Of his masterful hand.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/226806/  I watch the motion of agitated waters keenly,The brash, crashing of water, torments the shore meekly.And from the pier, I am infused in its sheer dominance,Few words describe entirely its latent importance. As it washes over the ruination of a battered dock,I become a part o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/226804/  Precious babe you are when you lay sleeping,Eyes closed, far from this world, in new lands, dreaming. And then you emerge without fail at the hour of five in the AM,And though I slumber, you will drag me out of bed, I have no choice then.On days when I am too tired to awake on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/226221/  I haven’t spoken to you, it seems, in ages now, I remember you used to send me a letter every Tuesday morning telling me of your escapades, your journeying through the lush countryside, your meetings with new and different people and it amused me so, you were always the entertainer, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/225711/  As you lay in bed sleeping beneath me I listen to the heaving of your strong and dutiful chest, each flutter of your proud heart, each breath that escapes your supple and tempting lips enthral me and I am again wrapped in your charm, your deviant trance. You are beautifully coloured, dark an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/222373/    How I want to let go.  This is not healthy I need some relevance, I need something to distract me form this all consuming love, from this vile wretched thing that has gripped me tightly, so firmly that I think I may suffocate in its forceful hold, and perhaps .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/222252/  What is the driving force within any and every man? What are his motivations for doing any and everything? What separates us women from “them”, him and they? Are we all indeed created equally or is there a baser instinct inculcated in some not the whole?    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/222250/  The Jamaican Beauty                 It is quite exemplary that a nation this small produces a vast number of ethnicities which translates into the rich varieties of characteristics Jam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/222238/  A Day like Today               It’s a cool windy day, the restaurant is filled to capacity, the waiters practically fall over each other and yet none of this bothers me I’m too engrossed in thoughts tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221996/  For You   I thought I moved on. I sincerely believed I did and could. But somehow you still linger and yet I cannot find a reason why it is so; for we shared so little, almost nothing. But you managed to graze my memories, some how deepening the wound that you so capriciously.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221991/  ?   There is no title for many things that I’ll say, Life is the one thing suitable but that too is enough said.I ponder all I have done and realize I have done sufficiently bad,I have seen less idiocy in people gone mad.Yet to describe my life as such,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221987/  You were standing there.     You stood there,  I stood not too far.  And I wondered who I am,  And who we are.  We exchanged no smiles, &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221976/     Coffin     The shiny glacial finish,    Is varnished to a type of perfection.    Its golden handles of sturdiness are adorned with precise infliction.    Its colour is the sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221969/  Though I desire of you much  Though I desire of you much,I find I need more than just this lust,I need to see you equal in my anguish,I need to see you be emptied, be vanquished. I have less now to encounter,Little hopes of resolving this flounder,Until tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221966/  If today will bring the dawn of my departure, upon my last breath I will breathe the words “I Know You” and you will be here with me and I will not be afraid because now I know what I have always wanted to know. And this knowledge did not come from any experience we shared but ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221961/  And the Boy Ran  What does she do when she is again abandoned?  He came into her life,With essence of child,She knew within him lurked something eerie yet puerile. The mystery created furthered her fancy,Her life revived, set her heart a prancing.He .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221958/  Misery Misery the Entity that Strengthens  My misery, my fateMy fate is miseryFilled with endless daysHappiness has concluded its brief EntryIt has left here, gone from this EntityJustified jealousy has took its placeMine envyHoly greed, endless hat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221955/   How You Would Dissolve.   Wondering what would make you less, what would break you down, what wave would float by and submerge your existence as you slowly drown. What pain you could inflict upon me, what evil you could do to let all I have of you dissolve completely.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicki_504/221954/