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Monday, January 14, 2019

Never forever-Sensual repetitive poem Saturday seduction


Never heard the roar of your sports car drive into the driveway
Never heard your key intertwine into the door lock before it accessed it
Never heard the front door open nor slam close
Never heard you throw your keys noisily into the metal key tray like you always do
Never heard your quiet footsteps infiltrate into the kitchen
Never heard the pleasantly subdued way you called my pet name as you approached me from behind
Never felt your body presence taking space precisely behind mine

I did feel your strong arms squeeze my body affectionately into yours
I did smell the subdued musk of the cologne you wear just for me
I did feel your hand gingerly ease over the soft fabric of my dress, as it glided over the oval shape of my unshielded breast
I did feel the hardness of your affection of me  press against the softness of my back side

I did hear a soft sigh slip past parted lips, as your lips gingerly pressed on the flesh of the nape of my neck


I did fall in love with you all over again, after you swept me up in your arms and carried my swooning body to the bedroom as if it was as fragile as an egg
I did hear the audible sound of the smoke detector, as the romp roast burned almost as hot as the lustful kisses your lips traced down between the center of my thighs
I did call out your name repeatedly during the night, as our love-making became undeniable under the spell of the enchanting moon light 



(C)1ManView


Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Happy Holidays






Have a wonderful day
And beautiful tomorrows
1ManView

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Sunday, December 23, 2018

Xmas wish ... Prose poem


Xmas Wish

No Prancer
No Dancer 
Forget Rudolph red nose 
No Santa 
No presents 
No toy sleds
No kids 
Not even a drop of holiday cheer

No TV
No radio
Forget about that MP3
No moans 
No groans
No body dancing

Peace 
Quite
Solitude
Candle light
Intimacy 
Holding 
Caressing
Your head laying on my chest 
My head laying on your breast
No words spoken
You thinking of only me
I'm thinking of only you 
While love fills every inch of the room...

...................................... 

 When you give thanks this Xmas for all your gifts of life 
Give thanks for the one you have chosen to forever be by your side
Without them, the word "Special", would be an obsolete word... 

Merry Christmas 
1Manview and ML ....



1Manview © 1999 – 2018

Thursday, December 20, 2018

Desire 2....... Nonet poem

Firm soft breast with harden pink nipple

Encircled by lips fluid grip

Entice tip of a pink tongue

To swirl on its firmness 

Taste its sweet flavor

Blench gasping moans-

Feverish 

Roaring

Groans…


A Nonet Poem: A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc… until line nine that finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.

(C)1ManView

Monday, December 10, 2018

Full Moon 2 Erotic prose poetry


While she laid and awaited the encore of the night
Darkness beckon the silence inside the room

While laying on her stomach, her body laid straddle across the softness of the mattress
Her eyes fixate on the beauty of the moonlight penetrating the darkness of the sky
Every beat of her heart, every breath of air her lungs drew in, was slow and silent
Her body laid so still, it mirrored itself as if frozen


        As I sat and watch silently in a corner of the room
Her eyes watched one full beautiful moon, while mine watched two
Both of their surfaces were firm, round and smooth
They both brought a certain calm to my soul as my eyes wandered on their vastness
Excitement intrigued my mind as I wonder about their existence

Existence of hills to climb, peaks to stride over, with valleys to wander through
They both had hidden secrets and treasures tucked away deep inside 
Waiting for the right man, to conquer them...


(C)1ManVIew



Wednesday, December 5, 2018

His weeping eye ... Erotic prose poem


Softness,
Of petite hand, 
Grip swollen girth tightly,
Stoking its side gingerly,
In a long-slow vertical rhythmic motion

Stopping to tenderly strum,
The tip of its thumb flesh,
Over my cock smooth bulbous head,
While sliding through the slippery clear liquid,
Of my forth coming


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