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Monday, September 27, 2021

Monday Moaning: Satisfaction - Erotic prose poem


Directive moans direct tongue flight through folds verticle fissure

Groans, control velocity of tongue long lashes

Sighs, control tongue, lashes depth into pink flesh darkness

Hair pulled, detect deep lashes of passion

Back arched, alloys tongue deeper penetration

Hips profound dips gyrate in the harmonious rhythm of tongue lashes -

Soaks beard in honeydew -

Bath mustache in the aromatic fragrance of feminine musk.

And is always followed by body shivers, rapid heartbeats, and lack of breath.

Scream out my name

And I'll give you rebellious tremors of satisfaction "Guarantied"...


(C) 1ManView

Thursday, September 9, 2021

Time - A Sensuous poem


Tic-toc -tic -toc-tic-toc

The sound of the tall, old wooden grandfather clock disturbs the silence in the room as our bodies sit united as one.


Within your legs, I sat perfectly still

Quiet 

Content

In love with you

In love with the moment

Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 


My head ceased up against the amplitude of your chest.

As my nostril breathed in the masculine redolence of your flesh. 

My head curls tighter into your chest, allowing my ears to capture the slow-soft beats of your heart


Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 


Time seems to pass without urgency as our bodies enfold together

My thoughts seem to be here

Then over there

Now it is nowhere as my mind takes time out from the world that surrounded us.


Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 


The sound of the old clock seems to be getting more blatant
My eyes opened and noticed the time on the clock was incorrect, and the pendulum 
was not swinging.

The tic-toc-tic-toc- sound 

Was my heart, being utterly in love with yours.


 

We should never forget that the sum of the little things is what keeps a marriage happy.
Peace
Love
And Happiness
1ManView


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Sunday, August 22, 2021

Love note: Pink slip

Carol awakens. As usual, her spouse was up and gone to work when she dragged herself out of bed. Carol saw a bright pink piece of paper hanging from her dresser mirror when she raised her head. Sleepily Carol walked up to it and read it.

Carol, I woke up early this morning, and all I desired to do was watch you sleep. I  watched the way morning rays of the sun tenderly embrace your unclothed flesh inch by inch. An embrace that made me envious because I can not touch your flesh with the same softness. I watched the way you reached out for my body's warm comfort, but after realizing I was no longer next to you, my eyes witness a frown appear on your face. Then you balled up into the fetal position, which made you feel safe and warm.

Without a sound, I walked to the bed and softly stroked your forehead, then watched your body reacted to my loving touch. A reaction that made your body spread open as if it was warming from the inside out. It was a reaction that made me realize how much you love me and miss me when I am not at your side. 

I had to fight the urge to wake you and take you into my arms, then kiss away all of your fears, all of any pain you might have. But I love you so much I knew one kiss would not be efficient enough to withhold the passion I have for you within me. So I let my eyes keep watching. 

Watch the soft breathes your lungs took while you slept. Watch your body's soft curves that have not changed much even after years have passed you by and the stress it bored, bearing our two children.

 I so wanted to be here when you first open those light brown eyes and watch the rays of the sun dance in them. Then climb back into the bed and hold you tight in the firm hungry embrace of my arms. Then go back to sleep so I could wake up with you still in place inside my arms.

Sweetheart, it is time for me to leave, but before I do, I want you to know I will be thinking of you every minute, every second of this day. And when I return home, I want you to have many warm kisses, waiting in anticipation of embracing my expecting lips.

With all my love,                                                                                              Simply                                                                                                                                                       PJ


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Friday, July 16, 2021

Saturday seduction: Faineant

On the sofa, a feminine curvy body laid in deep repose while its mind dreamed of being intimately touched 

The soft-touch touched the nape of her neck.

It progressed down to the soft curvatures of her egg shape breast.

Then wandered down then around the wide curves of thick hips to her right inner thighs smooth, firm flesh.

The touch lingers on the center of her white cloth panties, then ease under its elastic edge, and gingerly reached up and touch the top of her soft vulva lips.

A soft sigh releases from her lungs as it slowly circles on her womb opening. Enticing its lips to swell to plumpness, its center to become moist in anticipation.

Abruptly her eyes open and focus on the figure smiling while reaching over the back of the sofa.

He walks around the sofa and sits next to her.

His hand reached under her skirt and playfully pulled the white cloth panties down to the center of her thighs.

Gently he turned her over onto her stomach and explicitly whispered into her ear. 

"I'm going to ride you hard, long, and profound."

Before she could mustard up a response to his sexual expressive words, a deep groan released from her throat as his unyielding staff penetrated deep inside the soft womb of the woman of his dreams. 




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Wednesday, June 23, 2021

Love note

When I use to lust for your passion, my thirst for you seemed to never be quenched. When I learned how to be in love with you by following your unwavering ways of showing your love for me. The consequence was finding a forever love that was so addicting; I will thirst for all of you forever.

Yours forever  -                                           PJ                

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