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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Giving myself..... Erotic song poem....

A Song Poem is a poem that is written from a song, 
Using a phrase, sentence, or word from that song. 
It must also be written in the melody, rhythm or spirit of that song:
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We have been together for a length of time now
Yet, I have refused to relinquish all my love to you because of past hurts
Past shame
Of loving someone before
Who couldn't
Who wouldn't
Love me back...

He used me
He hurt me
He dragged my name through the mud with all of his false allegations
All because he could
So ever since then,  my true feelings I have hidden inside of me
I have been just letting people see tidbits of the true me
That way my true feelings were out of harm's way
Which kept anyone from hurting me in any way
But you have been so kind and sweet to me
While knowingly I haven't given you all that make me... Me...
Even when my feelings were as elusive as a Whodini magic trick
You were always there for me, without the ask...
Reasons, why I can't be without your love anymore
That's why tonight I'm willing to give you all of me...

I want to give you my body
 My soul
The silent beats of my heart
"No longer do I feel I have to hold my love inside me"
I'm giving myself over to you
I'm going to let you make tender love to me inside and out...

I'm ready to feel your rapture rumble deep inside the depths of my quiet storm
To taste your kisses that's a honey sweet treat to my lips....

I want you to lay your head in my lap so my calm touch can put your mind to sleep
Leaving its last thought, thoughts of me
I want to plant the sweetest kisses my lips can give on your lips, so you can taste what's it's like to receive the true love that's been hiding inside of me
I want you to taste my body wet flavor while flooding your palate with its bold sweet-tart taste
Leaving you with the taste of...
Wanting me....

"I'm ready to give it all over to you
I know you're the right man
I know I'm the right girl
Come on now feel it
You feel it?
I'm ready to give it over to you"


Monday Moaning .... The Zone.... Erotic Prose poem

Then I felt the existence of your hardening flesh
Pushing past resistance of my swollen puffy lips
Slowly inserting into the soft plush fiber of my pink domain...
My lungs involuntary inhaled
My body hitch
My hips lift
My lungs than exhaled a soft deep guttural moan
Welcoming your elongated hard being
Into the beginning
Of my erogenous zone...


Saturday, November 26, 2016

Saturday seduction.... Within.... Picture poem ....

Eyes glance up.
Nostrils slightly flare,
Lustful passion is introduced to his loins by her sighting... 

Naked, and caught off guard
She quickly hides the smooth naked flesh her body wears
Even now it has been years that his long fingers have eased over every curve of her slender body,
Over the top of her firm breast and erect nipples

As his lips kissed every inch of her cotton soft flesh
While his tongue weaved a warm moist trail from one side to the other, on her bare skin,
That always leave her body in wanting for....

Yet, once caught in the moment, her eyes still look down
Her face still blushes like a newly wed
All while she tries to hide her outer beauty 
As if her shapely body was not worthy of being seen by his eyes

Which just shows that her true beauty, comes from within,
And it's that beauty, that has entrapped his heart.... 

(C) !ManView

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Monday Moaning... Home brew ......

Smell of brewing coffee stimulated her body to move from deep slumber to it's almost time to wake up to another Monday morning posture

Her boy rolled from its side to its back
Deep breaths are taken in attempt to stimulate her body to awaken 
I'm going to have to go to Starbuck to get something stronger than his sweet cream coffee to get me moving, traced through her groggy mind

Lethargic body sir
Sleepy mind finally focused enough for her to open her big brown eyes and peep through the slit of morning eyelids
Within a split moment, her legs spread open wide
Her back instantly bows into an inward arch
Heaving round firm breast heave toward the morning sky
While once idle hands grasp at blue wrinkled sheets, as sheer sensation attack her nervous system with electrified sensations that overstimulated her body senses

Eyes wide stare glance down her body
The top of his head could be seen under the sheets, slowly gyrating in a spiral motion between the center opening of sleeping sex

Surreal sensations of his tongue dipping and swirling deep in the wake of her quivering pink sex rushed through her extremities
Leaving her body with miniature body shivers and moving imprints of goose bumps racing across her tender flesh

Deeper, quicker, his tongue deeply swept through her sex slit
Enticing her hips to gyrate in his tongue rhythmic slashing motion...

Right leg slowly rose then tightly hug against the back of his head
Pulling his mouth closer to her sex, while pushing his tongue deeper into the void of her pink wetness

Oral assault hesitates
Her sweet clear nectar tasted then swallowed
Soft voice moans her approval

As his tongue resumes its assault on her swollen sex, 
A flashing thought of "Starbuck has nothing like this" tracked through her mind...

(C) 1ManView

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Love Our Lurkers Day.....

The eleventh Love Our Lurkers celebration is coming once more to a blog near you. Once a year all bloggers join forces and encourage their silent readers to come out of hiding and introduce themselves.

What is it? Lurkers, anonymous readers, call them what you will. They are the people who read our blogs on a regular or occasional basis, but never leave a comment. On LOL Days, we encourage those people to be brave and leave a comment. Most blogs allow commenters to remain anonymous, so you never have to reveal your real identity. SO say hello or get a spanking.

Hmmm... Maybe I should say you will not get a spanking unless you say hello.

Monday, November 14, 2016

Monday Moaning... Get it on.... Repetitive poem

When my eyes open to that morning look in his eyes 
My mind was immediately seduced...

When his lips met mine with a gentle morning kiss
It felt so inviting....

When his long slender fingertips lazily trace the smooth curves of my body
Electrifying sensations rushed through my extremities...

When his fingertips reached down then under my panties, and softly strummed the tip of his thumb over the erect tip of my pink throne
My body writhe from the provocative sensations ...

When he forcefully spun my body around and forced the red panties riding my hips down to the center of my thighs  
My mind, body, and soul were captivated....

When I felt the strength of his hands tenderly palming, kneading on the firm roundness of my backside 
It felt exceptional alluring......

When he push the swollen length of his hardness deep inside the wetness of my pink feminine den
It took away all reasons for me to breathe....

When he gently rode deep inside my moist wanting glory
Monday moaning was on....

(C) 1ManView

Saturday, November 12, 2016

S is for Head....


Scented tip

 Straight and tall

Slippery tongue tip

Swirls slowly


Slow creamy dribbles appear

Swiped up in one motion,

Soft lips

Simply covers

Standing hard ovation,

Smooth head descent









Sudden ejaculation



Solution of 

Saturated liquid seed burst

Strike back of throat,

Satisfied elation's





1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Sunday, November 6, 2016

Monday Moaning... Head start,,,, Prose peom

Instead of morning breakfast, my nostril was full with your manly aromatic scent
My eyes open to see the throb of your thick elongated hardness inches from my lips
My body slowly stretch
My face quickly smiled
My tongue slowly slithers past parted lips and wet the head of your pulsating demise
Slowly I took it in until my mouth was full
After my head draws up, then slowly descend, sliding my lips down the smooth flesh your hard girth
I hear first of many
 Of you Monday Moans....................................

(C) 1ManView