http://slow.writerscafe.org/CJRossi87 The original writings of author Decdreams87 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017767 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You love me for everything you hate me for.You hate that I lied,You hate that I'm selfish.But please don't leave.Pour mud through my veins,I love the way you lookWhen you prove me wrong. It's seems to be the only way I've learned.I never was a w***e.I'd rather be yoursThan nothing to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/1067831/ He struck without hesitation;A force field spiraling a twist of devastation.The people's fate was carved in stoneThe moment the twister had risen. In Joplin,Home was where the heart was; Homes that offered no protection.In a simple weather changeA town's peace was interrupted.No prayers were answere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/818031/ Glistening upon the lake Like a glass faceMirroring an image that the surface cannot take.She shines amongst us, the dark and the fake,Accentuating beauty with a sparkle that cannot be replaced.An intoxicating sight to see;A moment of ecstasy.The moon shines with excessive hasteAnd we do not deserve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/818020/ If I could Turn our love into a song, I would. A harmonized melody; A lyrical line of passion.A Verse pf partnership And dedication. The lifelong recording built strongWith a medium-paced tempo And loyal consistency.A priceless song that is unwritten,Unspoken...Only sungwith every step we takeAnd ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/818013/ A beautiful day can clear the mindof every troubled soulA gentle breeze is the kiss from Mother Nature upon a patron's cheekSo fresh and profoundThe clear atmosphere points out a journeynobody knows where it points to,But it is clear that we must followwith a smile and trusting strideFor once in a w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/818006/ A bird relieved of all defensesPerched upon some picket fencesConcerned of where his only friend isHe is left alone.Against this creatures very natureYoung of age, ventures through dangerLooking for his friend to save himHe is left alone.© Christopher Rossi, 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/749142/ We have not met before,Like the first sunset ever to be swallowed by the sea.You see?We cannot make up for grounds we have not covered yet.Sometimes we cannot predict.Though I know we will be ahead of our time.We will understand and succeed.We will have one chance at this first impression.We will re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/749140/ She doesn't last forever.Her soulful veins rush with color;A love so dangerous with red deceit.Her shape a splendid round,Her design an intriguing weave.She beckons me toward her,a hypnotizing call.I cannot resist such temptation.Her delicate presence,Her superior attractiveness...I know her love wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/749134/ My Last Prayer by Christopher Rossi LordI am becoming a dangerous man...I cannot breathe your light,I do not know where I stand.It is not like I needed to ask permissionto live or believe in your religion;the one I was raised with. LordI betrayed myself with a weary prayer.I yearned .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740901/ ` http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740900/ Honestly, Honesty by Christopher Rossi a girl with a personality, expensive taste,soft skin and                     an honest embrace...       &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740898/ Everything Is Okay by Christopher Rossi A soft smooth motion across the skin of your feet-A peaceful touch of grace that strokes the knots andrelieves the strain.The stressful day complete,no bickering or complaints.This calm, this quiet must remain for the sake of our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740897/ I Wish I Could Tell You... Right Now by Christopher Rossi I really care about you.I appreciate everything you have done for me.I cannot wait to see you,for these days are drifting slowly through a blinding haze.I do not know where I am goingand I cannot wait to hold you in my arms as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740896/ One (L0o0ng Workday) Sentence by Christopher Rossi I look outside and wonder when will time fly faster, (only when I want it to, of course)so I can be released from this cage and roam free across the plain of grass that gives me surface from the gravitythat  in and of itsel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740895/ *20* End of War *10* by Christopher Rossi a key to f r e e d o m,wave our flagsand renounce our forfeit.b e l i e v esucceedand place the crown upon thee,for standing ^u p^and turning the keythat enables our country'sd i g n i t y.we fight to protect,we deserver   e &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740894/ My Apologies, Beloved by Christopher Rossi You are a humble gust of wind,your kiss dances on my chin,a tango, certain of a flow-step one two,I love you.What else is there to say-for last night, my mind had gone astrayand I abused your gentle gust,I disturbed your peace in us.I do not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740892/ Read Between The Lines by Christopher Rossi I am an italicized remark,your spicy punctuation;I am your steamy satisfaction,your permanent vacation.A unique innuendo,a read between the lines;I am a story like no otheras I lick between your thighs.from Cosmo,The New Yorker;A romantic&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740891/ United We Stay by Christopher Rossi Air fan filtering through the cruelty of the world,A sweeping hum       a deadly slice,helicopter chopping fields within the fumes.Crop circle shaped symmetrydetermined force of armyTo fight for freedom in its name.No relig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740889/ Queen of Storm by Christopher Rossi The storm floods the horizonWith great exuberance.She is an ocean of time.A fatal collapse a disastrous crash, she takes the torch.Pure atmospheric voltage strikes with cataclysmic force.A surface permanently damp, she is angry.She rises above.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740888/ Loneliness by Christopher Rossi I don't know much of anything;You tell me all the time.Cigarette burned out;Tea has lost its prime.The apple has run dry;Fallen too far from the tree,Away from its comfort zoneFar away from me. Copyright Christop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740885/ Session I by Christopher Rossi Sitting at this leather couchspilling out my mindas it drips upon the floor from every minute of my time wasted.I'm wondering what you're thinking;if it's me that's been crazyfor committing this so-called crimeI'm jaded.You're judging me pretending.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740883/ Sickness of the Day by Christopher Rossi Stuck inside this tissue box a suffocating space denying me the right to cure my sickness of the day.I realize there's no time to wastebut a tissue cannot help me when the problem's not my face.I drip a sickness so gripping from my poresit ach.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740882/ Life As It Goes by Christopher Rossi Down by highway twonintyfivea raccoon lay breathless on the canyon sidesurvived probably by a family of four or three who knows, sticks and stoneslife as it goes.Down by the river Providence bounda drunken man falls down from the bridge to the gro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740881/ Serenade of Love by Christopher Rossi That song is on the radio for the third time this weekher heels are propped on the dashboard of my roaming SUVwhat a state of relaxation as the wind blows 'cross my armthat hangs out of my window as I drive along the shoreDaffodil and daisies pin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740879/ Daydream (Haiku) by Christopher Rossi Dragonflyzips across thine eyeflowerbedsfields of somber song Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740878/ Call Of Shame by Christopher Rossi I'm trying to grow the couragebut the telephone won't reach for methere's a number on the napkin from a restaurant down the streetmy only lame excuse is..Is that a seven or a three?Is it hot in here or is it just me?I don't know why I hesitateb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740877/ My Dandelion by Christopher Rossi She is like a dandelion on the edge of a cliffNext to the sea.The wind-encouraged rapture brings her to her knees as she’s takenFrom the rocks into the deadly blue sea.(She is stronger than she thinks,I know, that’s why she left me.)Befor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740876/ Ball Point Pen (Short Story) by Christopher Rossi I am not used to taking risks. Many barriers tend to block my train of thought and my decision-making. Now that I was lying at the bottom of the trash, I could talk; I could think straight. I had no distractions or punishments, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740875/ Mother Courage by Christopher Rossi Wind brings cold sorrowupon the harsh cheeks of peace.Like sandpaper forced to stripthe wood from it's originality.Wind splintered;scarred by disease.Freedom of the world permits-experiences we forget to seek.I have the power whiletrapped behind th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740873/ Occasional Lover by Christopher Rossi Her intellect driven,melted chocolate drowning tongue.Succulent splendor too enjoyable to swallow.Drooping sliding angel-gaze mesmerizing wafer, compacted sugar drughypnotizing love chase.Daily Addiction, dissolving companion .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740872/ A Confident Reserve by Christopher Rossi I need a clear skya clear head a sunrisea fresh breath of pure life.I see the pedals pass by;a symphony of wind chimes.The  form of a dandelion is compromised by wind,as the seeds float aimlessly among it's master's drift.Patien.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740870/ Me & You by Christopher Rossi A bond held so truelike the binding of a bookclenched tight across thenever-ending pages oflove lust lies and truth.Although most  pages passionately clean,there always has to be a slate or two...with at least one coffee stain. The bin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740869/ Streaking by Christopher Rossi These pair of jeans don't fit round me,clenching calves deceitfully,determined to compress on me, exhaustively I slice the seams.Privacy, there is no need,take my clothes, let my skin breathe.Filled with self integrity,my freedom is my nudity. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740864/ Springtime Friend by Christopher Rossi It's finally arrived, my springtime friend.A beach lay delicate, soft is the sanddainty dancing among the wind,I gaze upon her charming grin,my springtime friend here til the end.Flip flops snug around my feet,our fingers locked- a love complete.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740861/ Her Capricorn by Christopher Rossi It's cold outside and the birds don't singwhen my birthday strikes me once again.I shovel snow the sleet the sand,the weather does the best it can.The wind it blows and the gravel freezes, Antarctic disaster pieces.But there's one thing that makes m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740860/ Please Let Me Breathe by Christopher Rossi Get in touch with the other side of yourself you fail to seek.Your stubborness; the inconvenience it never fails to bring on me."She's dead to me, She's dead to me, She's dead to me," I preach,for there is nothing left of me, I'm drowning in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740859/ My Volcanic Heart by Christopher Rossi Feeling the painof tectonic platesshifting athwart my heart, I sayunbearable, but she will see-subduction will not be the death of me.Buried beneath, what she betrayed,this heart cannot go on this way.The deep sea trenches in my braindistort and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740858/ All I Know by Christopher Rossi I feel there is a poem trying to claw it's way out,as I pound the keyboard without graceand express beyond a doubt.I sense a light of hope each day,because she holds me with a loving embracethat takes the pain away.There's a dark shadow that casts over.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740857/ Sensual Splendid by Christopher Rossi Find a heartbeatfind a matchseek a bright dayin the grassshe's waiting here,waiting for you,how else did my own dream come true?Glistening fluttering eyes so brown.            the freckl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740856/ Star Lily by Christopher Rossi There's a rainbow of forgiveness there's a sun glazed with content,there's a sweat bead of serenityracing down my head.Your gaze is overwhelming,I'm flustered by the view,your sweet smell compels me,this is what you do.There's a field of maturation ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/740853/ There's a rainbow of forgiveness there's a sun glazed with content,there's a sweat bead of serenityracing down my head.Your gaze is overwhelming,I'm flustered by the view,your sweet smell compels me,this is what you do.There's a field of maturation there's an insect of desire,woven through yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/732267/ Too soft and forsakento be truthful by its touch,the satin red bed sheet stainedby the past of misconduct.The world only knows the taleof its deadly thin array,how it captures secrets of the raped,the deceived, and broken faith.It is better to not regretso we try to forget thosegritty memorie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/732264/ And beneath the sunyou wait again,the darkness castacross your skin,the moon shall glistenthrough your eyes,and blind you fromthe truth of sin.Amongst us all,you disengage,stereotypeand scrutinize.Commandments; youbelieve to abide by-The sinners youcontinue to baptize-because you callyourselv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/732243/ Sleep well in your sins,for I am still a moral man.Non-religious to the pulp;influenced by no such scam.Clench your book; wear your halo-.the fire shall burn out someday.And I pray, you will realizesoon enough- we are all the same.Thin white layers keepmy body tucked away.Sheets rough across .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731881/ Give a little bit andThe Giving Tree will be happy.This is what the boy was told, untilThe environment proved otherwise, sadly.I am sick of lying awake; wasting my timedreaming of a false reality.Friendship is a fallacythat I cannot change.No matter how hard I tryI will never convince youof t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731880/ Never cry never whine-But still you keep me trapped in here.I cannot sing I cannot speak-Broken because I’m trapped in here.I write my thoughts…Your eyes send a flame to theseloose papers.Will you ever let me out?Shadow stabbing tendencies;You tie me down with the word of a lieBe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731879/ There’s only one love for meThere’s only one love for meThere’s only one love for you?Well, I heard you had two…Shh!It takes two to tangoBut I got two left feet,And I bet he sweeps you off yours.Swept, but dirty.There was only one love for meThere was only one love for meOn .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731878/ The scent of popcorn disrupts the atmosphere.The creative measure of theater resembles everyday life.Not like Fred and Ginger’s; that would be too dreamy.But you could dance like that with two left feet if you tried.Allow the capturing romance to suffocate the air; as did the popcorn.What smel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731877/ “Touch me,”The blind man said to him.“I want to see you through your skin.”When sight is lost, love is stronger.Stronger than the pump of a heart worth feeling.Depend on soul;And how rapid the blood, through the veins, will flow.He asked the blind man,“Can you see me?&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJRossi87/731875/