My blend of erotic poetry and short stories............ This Blog is for Adults Only...............................................
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
Monday, August 21, 2017
To the edge... Erotic prose poem
When his tongue is hot and wet
Lapping, licking, swirling, slithering in the warm confine of your sexual substance
Your legs spread
Your hand pull his head ever closer to you
Impaling the tip of his tongue deeper into your pink sanctuary
Bringing you closer to the edge
The edge where your lungs moan profusely for completion
As the very tip of his tongue push your body pass the zone of pure pleasure
Into the zone of extreme ecstasy
(C) 1ManView
Friday, August 18, 2017
Drink... Erotic Rhyming poem
Please stop, so I can catch my breath for goodness sake
Whispering words say love, you want to make
Putting my strong lustful urge of "right now" on the list of wait
Who would have guess we would never make it down to the end of the hall
As bodies touch, grope, ground deep and hard up against the wall
Quickly Panties - shorts - pants dress-bra fall
Onto the floor in a big cluster ball
After our clothes had completely dissipate
You gently lay me down on the hard cold wood floor for my faith
Opened wide my legs did spread
Oh hell, I wish we were in the warm soft comfort of our king size bed
Between my legs, your tongue did its wondrous magical tricks
Of quick flicks and deep swirling licks -
On and around the erect bud of my sensitive clit
Soon my body begin to vibrate and quake
While the thickness of my hips violently shake
Hmm... I can feel your tongue diving deep into the wake of my pink
Quenching your thirst with the sweet tart taste of my hot liquid drink
(C) 1ManView
Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Monday, August 14, 2017
Wet ... Sensual poem....
Sir body shifted behind mine
Blinding my sight of him
My body stiffened from the urge of anticipation
Suddenly I felt him along side of me
Almost in my left eye front view
His body didn't move
His voice didn't speak
He just stood there straight and tall
Letting the silence inside the room hold my attention
Seduce my thoughts
Finally an outreach hand caressed the small of my back
Gingerly eased around the roundness of my ass
Then slowly back again
The second time was more surreal than the first
A caress so soft it was lighter than a feather,
But this time he followed through with a firm grip on my backside
That enticed a low moan to escape past parted lips
Again and again his hand caressed my backside
Again and again his hand caressed my backside
Causing my back to arch
Lungs refusal to breathe
The making of goose bumps that swarmed bidirectional across my flesh
While wet urge flooded the inside of my womb
That leaked past the puffy swell of my folds
Instantly dampening the center of my black thongs
(c) 1ManView
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Soul full of Want........... Sensual song poem .....
Stagnated eyes Watch the coming of another virgin morning
Sluggish lungs Breath in a quiet breath
Than exhale Remotely quiet
In the shadow of the window she stood In the pivotal of my vision
Causing delirium to overtake my mind state
As catastrophic want filtered through the irony of just having before:
Before the need of wanting more Ever began
Seen Is her naked flesh that hasten the urge
Being near Hasten the urgency of the urge Of wanting more
Enough Is in my mind vocabulary
But It's not in my vocabulary of wanting her - Needing her
Because I can't get enough of:
Wanting To touch the softness of her flesh
Wanting To be touched by her fingertips soothing touch
Wanting Of my eyes wandering deep inside the life span of hers
Smelling The essential essence of her persona
The taste Of honey sweet kisses that linger on the tip of my tongue
Root In the root of my mouth that always seem to have the need to replenish
The sweet-tart taste of her womanhood That resides inside the hidden refuge between the indentation between shapely thighs
The pleasure Of entering her watery refuge with my wanting hard substance
Then ride Its high tides of deep gyrating motion -
That results To the end of my complexity of need
But Refuel the sensations of wanting
That Has deeply embedded itself inside my soul...
A wanting that some call Everlasting love......
A Song Poem: is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase, word or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song...
Sluggish lungs Breath in a quiet breath
Than exhale Remotely quiet
In the shadow of the window she stood In the pivotal of my vision
Causing delirium to overtake my mind state
As catastrophic want filtered through the irony of just having before:
Before the need of wanting more Ever began
Seen Is her naked flesh that hasten the urge
Being near Hasten the urgency of the urge Of wanting more
Enough Is in my mind vocabulary
But It's not in my vocabulary of wanting her - Needing her
Because I can't get enough of:
Wanting To touch the softness of her flesh
Wanting To be touched by her fingertips soothing touch
Wanting Of my eyes wandering deep inside the life span of hers
Smelling The essential essence of her persona
The taste Of honey sweet kisses that linger on the tip of my tongue
Root In the root of my mouth that always seem to have the need to replenish
The sweet-tart taste of her womanhood That resides inside the hidden refuge between the indentation between shapely thighs
The pleasure Of entering her watery refuge with my wanting hard substance
Then ride Its high tides of deep gyrating motion -
That results To the end of my complexity of need
But Refuel the sensations of wanting
That Has deeply embedded itself inside my soul...
A wanting that some call Everlasting love......
(C) 1ManView