Head day Poem.... Savor ,,,,, Prose Poem

Moans, direct tongue flight through folds horizontal crack, 
Groans, control speed of tongue long lashes, 
Signs, control tongue lashes depth into pink flesh darkness, 
Hair pulled, detect lashes of passion, 
Back arched, alloys tongue deeper penetration, 
Hips deep dip, gyrates in harmonious rhythm of tongue lashes, 
Beard soaked, in honeydew, 
Mustache reek, fragrance of feminine musk, 
Call my name, and I'll give you tremors of satisfaction... Guarantied...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Head Day ..... Hunger To Lust ...... Prose Poem ....

With hunger in her eyes, she looks at it with intensity, 

She looks at its length, its girth, and the smooth texture of its outer layer, 

She wanted it; she wanted to taste its flavor, 

She wanted to lick its sides, 

She wanted to feel it melt inside her wet, hot, mouth, 

First a quick lick, then another one to warm it, 

With a firm grip on its shaft, she slowly slid it inside her hungry mouth, 

Once the tip eased passed her lips, she lightly sucked on it, tasting its pleasurable taste, touching her tongue 

Mmm... She moaned, then pushed it inside her mouth deeper, 

In and out her mouth she worked it, slowly taking in more of its girth, while felling her mouth full of its flavor, 

A pop, a sigh, then slowly it parts her lips again and slide further down her hungry mouth, 

She works it back and forth, back and forth, slowly making it succumb to her heat 

The more it succumbs the deeper she takes it, 

Pop, lick, suck, slurp, Mmm... Pop, lick, suck, slurp, Mmm... She saviors its long lasting taste, 

She works it until she has it completely in her mouth, sucking it harder as it withers between her lips, 

Finally, it completely succumbs to her mouth heat, her tongue glides up and down its shaft, tasting, sucking until she has consumed the very last drop of flavor, 

Her eyes fixate on its shaft, as if amazed she took it all, 

I sit across the room jealously watching the whole time, wishing it was I, and not that fudge ice cream bar, she was so happily sucking down her throat 

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Happy Moanday ..... Duress .... Rhyming Poem ......

The sight of perk round breast heaving,

Leaves my mind sexually grieving

Nipples perked under my favorite striped shirt,

While wearing a sexy smile, that says your are a number one flirt

Could you take it off please?

But not until after I squeeze,

The firm softness’ of your breast,

Then watch you slowly undress,

Your smooth soft creamy flesh,

That no matter how many times I touch, my mind goes into lust duress

My mouth will foam,

My lungs will groan

And once my hardness fall into you treasure deep,

Your womb will constantly weep

While in unison, our lungs will moan

So loud we won't even hear our groans…

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Every Day.. By My Poetic Gust.. "M.KARRIEM SALEEM"

SOFT 2 THE TOUCH.


YOUR SKIN


2 


MY LIPS.


SOME HOW MY X'CITEMENT


X'CAPE AS


MOANS.


B'ING YOUR


TRUE FOLLOWER.


FINGERS GIVE BLESSINGS


2 THE CURVES OF YOUR


FLESH.


U


4FiL MY SENSE OF PLEASURE.


HAND MAKE LOVE 


2 THE ARCH OF YOUR BACK.


FROM

 
MY LIPS


2


YOU

R
EARS.


WHISPERING "I LOVE U!!!"


TELLING


U


HOW GOOD


U 
FEEL


2


ME.


WANTING 2 LAY WITH 


U.


LETTING FINGERS TRAVEL OVER


EVERY INCH


OF YOUR FLESH.


LIKE A D'TECTIVE SEARCHING


4 CLUES 2 YOUR PLEASURE.


SINCE MEETING 


U.


CAN'T X'PLAIN THE 


FEELINGS


U


BRING 4TH FROM MY SOUL.


SHE,


HER,


U,


A WOMAN WHO'S BODY.


BRING MY DREAMS 2 REALITY.


MY M'AGINATIVE MIND


ON THE VERGE OF MADNESS.


THINKING OF


U


FROM SUNSET 2 SUNRISE.


SUNRISE 2 SUNSET.


MY THOUGHTS THINK OF 


U.


MORE THEN MY LUNGS CRAVE AIR.


YOUR 


BEAUTI,


BODY,


ESSENCE.


DO THIS 2 ME DAILY.


SO I STOPPED ?ING.


BUT APPRECIATING


ALL


U 


R!!!


SO I GET DOWN ON


MY KNEES.


THANKFUL 4 WHAT


GOD


HAVE GIVEN ME.


THIS IS WHAT


U


DO 2 ME...


EVERYDAY!!! 


M.KARRIEM SALEEM
12 © 2012

Head Day ..... Wasteful.... Picture Poem ... Prose Poem ...

It stood straight out, pointing at my lips,

Prancing up and down before my eyes,

Enticing my desire,

Fueling my wants,

Before I knew it,

My tongue flicker on its baldhead,

Then slowly swirled around its cut perfection,

Making it jump with anticipation, balloon and stretch outward from the extra flow of his rich red blood

A desirable lick, lead to a delicious taste,

A delicious taste, lead to a tender kiss,

A tender kiss, lead to a soft suckle,

A soft suckle, lead to a deeper suckle

A deeper suckle, lead to a slow head bob,

A slow head bob, lead to a faster head bob,

A faster head bob, lead to a deep swallow,

A deep swallow, lead to many more swallows,

Many more swallows, lead up to it pushing into my throat,

Pushing it into my throat, lead up to “clean up in aisle four”,

Mmm, forever the slut…

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Happy Moanday...... Devoid ....... Prose Poem

Contorted facial expression of passion lust, reflected from the mirror into the blue hue of her eyes,

Heat of lust seeped into her wondering fingertips; as they gently eased over her swollen moisten folds,

Once her fingertips penetrated past the swell of her folds, and fell into the soft pinkness of her wetness,

Her chest heaved,

Her back arched,

Her body tensed, then slightly shivered,  

After her body suspended in time for a second, 

Her lungs exhaled a soft moan, in contempt of surreal sexual pleasure...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Head Day Poem.... A Tease .... Picture Poem ...

Body awaken, by the feel of your touch easing over the covered bareness of my flaccid flesh,

Slow soft tingling touches turns into a burning ocean of surreal sensations that fuels my inner lust, a lust that stirs a desire, 

A desire that ache between my legs, 

An ache that grows by the second

A light raining mist of kisses fall softly on my chest, it's followed by light licks on blood erect nipples, that finds themselves surrounded by a swirling tongue tip,

A sigh softly moan into the air as a nipple disappear between the softness of lips

A nip, a suckle, a slight bite, ease down the wave of my stomach flesh, stopping at the impression of my enraged beast that was pushing heavily against my shorts

Playful bite on harden flesh erects a moan in my throat, a high long impression of rock hard flesh under my shorts fabric is left wet by your wet slithering tongue,

The sudden feel of hot breath seeping into my engorged flesh makes me seed gather inside my loins, as you playfully blow deeply on the moist fabric 

Fingertips tug up, then downward on my shorts elastic, 

Passionate energy gathers in my loins as you release the beast from its captive,

As my eyes watch the hungered look in yours, the urgent feel of anticipation makes my shaft swell ever harder

What feels like as endless wait of the first flick of your tongue on the stretched flesh of my beast, leaves me wanting that first suckle of your lips, on the swollen head of my extended shaft,

The first bob of your head,

The first moan floating past my lips,

The first shake of my legs,

The first curl of my toes,

The first drop of my white seed ejaculating violently and deep into the dark heat of your mouth, to the last kiss of your lips on the head of my beast, that will make my legs violently jerk one last time, 

Leaving my chest heaving up and down while my lungs gasp for air,

Leaving me with a feel of serenity and closeness flushing throughout my body

As my eyes watch a hunger look on your face, as your eyes watch my elongated pulsating beast cliff hang in the air,

A commanding, "Suck it baby" leaves my lips...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

I love the way you eat.... By Poetic Guest "Bow Down"

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Head Day ....... Cock Wordy ........

Devotion,

Deliciousness

Delectable

Diamond head

Dick

Descend

Deep

Downward

Dredged

Devour

Discharged

Depleted

Digested

Delightful
Devilicious

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