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C Rosser Jun 2010
Shreds of sanity
splinter in me
as hope dies.

I long to follow.
I want to be
unfettered, unbroken.

A bright star,
and here I fade
in my own uncertainty.
Copyright C Rosser
C Rosser Jun 2010
Yes, I love you and wish you were mine.
But, that, is not a possibility.

Perhaps you want me, maybe love me.
But, that, is an improbability.

What was it you said? "Wrong place, wrong time."
"But not", I said , " the wrong soul as I long to be thine."

And so we agreed, to be just friends
the best that we could be, for the longest time.

Here I stand, at the outskirts of joy,
barely sated, not quite starved.

A wistful hope that will not die,
wondering if one day you'll be mine.
Copyright C Rosser
C Rosser Jun 2010
Simple pleasures
in complex living.

Love is squandered
of faults unforgiving.

Seeking succour
in flesh and loving.

Run to his arms
needing and wanting.

Rejected, unloved
start at the beginning.

Had enough, don't know
if I'm coming or going.

Desire mounts to be
part of the unliving
(c) C Rosser
C Rosser Jun 2010
Soft touches on the inside of my skin,
sensitive to your every stroke,
playing with my senses,
sending sense flying to the winds.

The longing to touch you,
the hunger to be part of you,
the heated fantasies of skin on skin
and finding surcease within.

Inhaling your scent as you passed by,
drinking it in to satisfy
parched desire, unslaked need
as I yearn for thee.

Gasping awake from unrequited dreams,
floundering amid amative aches,
cogitating on your pellucid gaze,
wondering what you need.
(c) C Rosser
C Rosser May 2010
The taste of your mouth is intoxicating
as we drown in our first kiss.

The agony of desire, knife sharp
bleeding on the edge of mutual need.

I surrender to you, your taste
your need.

Silken skin under my nails
as pleasure rakes hers through me.

The heat , the ache, the despair
and desperation of lust.

This scarlet wanting burns
as I kiss you, again and again.

I cant let you go.
I have to go.

I kiss you goodbye, so sweet
and live in hope it wasn't the last.
(c) C Rosser
C Rosser May 2010
Long slow walks
after an evening of merriment
and much talk.

The pleasure of revealing
piece by piece of my soul
to you, who awaits the unveiling
of it with bated breath.

A new friend, a new entity.
Someone to drown in
and swim up again within.

Sweet slow smiles
shared laughter, music and joy
writhe together
in an agony of discovery.

Who are you?
Who, then, am I?

Sit here. Sit with me.
Sing with me, play with me.
Be my journey,
be the uncharted land.

Bring me again
the ecstasy of your being,
the pain, the pleasure
the discoveries within.
(c) C Rosser
C Rosser Apr 2010
Brushing past you
on the floor,
glancing quickly
to see you smile
your eyes light up
as do mine.
When I think of us
as we drank
from each other's eyes.
Our mouths enjoined
straining, as we dwell
in desire.
Distraught happiness.
Pained pleasures
as we drown,
slowly,
in one another.
(c) C Rosser
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