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Sunday, October 31, 2021

Monday moaning - Dress for stress


A feminine figure mirroring my wife walked into the chamber with that hard day at work grimace on her facial features.
Her footsteps hesitated, then walked straight into my open arms and received a deep love you hug followed by a long - soft, affectionate kiss.  After a lingering moment of holding her tight,  I whispered into her ear that she should sit down and make herself comfortable. I gave her a wink and a playful pat on the ass, then started towards the kitchen to get her something cool to drink.

Right after taking a few steps, I stopped, turned towards her, and asked if there was anything more I could do for her before leaving the room? After muttering some indigestible words, I heard the last word more. After I turned and walked away, I heard a muted sigh. I did not stop because I did not want to get engaged over a word with an overworked, overheated wife. 

After retrieving a glassful of her favorite beverage of double shot of  Vodka in an extra tall glass of Southern Sweet Ice Tea, the word "more" eased through my thoughts?  With that thought still on my mind, I hurriedly walked back to our chamber with my spouse's ice tea in hand. As soon as I stepped into the chamber, I unquestionably saw the explanation for the word more.

 

© 1ManView

Sunday, October 24, 2021

Monday moaning - A Taste - By Poetic quest - Navypoet

 

A taunt tongue 


Slowly savor 

The small bits 

That collect 

At the joining 

Of collarbone 

Salty and sweet 

Tiny droplets 

Sensuous and alive 

And I am jealous 

Of their closeness 

To your skin 

Powerless 

To get closer 

Than they are 

So I settle 

For a secondhand 

Savoring 

Not less sweet 

Your scent assaults 

My senses 

And I reel in 

When I only 

Want to reel 

You into 

My first sense 

For nourishment 

Comfort I want 

To suckle 

As in the past 

With a wet 

Hungry mouth 

Unashamed at 

My naked need 

For an act 

That pleases me 

Not to miss 

A drop 

Of what you offer 

In return 

Of my desire 

For something 

Sweet and salty 

Collected on 

Your skin 

From tip 

To joining 

Of collarbone 

For me 

To savor 



© NP
Poem By Navypoet

Thursday, October 21, 2021

Fall for you - Sensual Prose Song Poem - revised

 

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:

Continuous, display of moonbeams shining through the windowpane,

Interrupts the darkness of the cramped bedroom

Where you and I lay quietly intertwined in the position of spoon

Dolce fingertips play my flesh like the scales of a Baby Grand Piano,

Making my body shiver, tremble, twist with nowhere to go,

As the strength in your arm holds me steady,

While surreal foreplay makes my body ready,

But this time, I feel something completely different inside myself than before,

I feel as if,

I might be falling


Deep kisses that mesmerize my mind,

Is sweeter than the most expensive red wine,

And when your embrace encircles itself around my body,

Usually, I only felt the sensations of thrill,

But tonight, it's much more than a perception 

I feel like the sum of my soul is content

Like you are the one intended to trip me

So I would fall


Each time your deep thrust falls deeper into my stormy demise,

My mind ponders, is this wise,

To let this lustful relationship continue,

Unless I unequivocally see the same feelings in you,

Because I think I could be

Falling


When I call out your name,

It's no longer a game

When I give you my all

Please don't let me fall

Because making love to you feel so good,

Like concentric love should,

When you have -

Fallen


My heart constantly beats steady,

Telling me, I'm ready,

To fall in love,

And beloved,

With your presence,

So please be a gentleman and catch me,

As I profoundly fall

In love with you 



©1ManView

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

True love is - Prose poem


True love is.


The right time


The right place


For two persons


To share


A simple glance


An attentive thought


A caring touch


An intimate embrace


The softness of a good night kiss


That's preceded by


Giving -


A piece of your heart


Å piece of your mind


A piece of your soul


All the eternal love inside your being


Which will unite you as one


For the eternity of your life's 




©1ManView