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Saturday, December 31, 2022

Happy New Year


May you find peace in your life
love in your heart
And your soul full of happiness

1ManView


 

Sunday, December 25, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (12) Spoken Heart - Love Letter


Whispered words in the dark, 
Can seduce your mind's thoughts, 
From the point of their supposed meaning.

They can softly mist into your soul,
While leaving feelings of love and desire,
Deep inside your heart

But spoken words can easily be broken.

They can be purposely misleading,
To make you think someone is thankful and forgiving,
That's why I rather speak with my heart,
Because my heart is always authentic,
Even when things in our lives are blue,
My heart will always tell the truth

I wish there were a doorway to my heart,
So I could walk you to its opening,
And open the door, 
For your eyes to see,
Just how much your presence in my life, 
Truthfully mean to me

I wish I could show you the love I have for you,
The endearment that reaps from my heart center core,
The fondness I have for your laughter,
The lust I have for your gentle touch,
The adornment of your gentleness,
The desire for the fire that lingers quietly inside your soul,
A fire that only my eyes can see, 
My hands can touch, 
My heart can feel 

I could speak many thoughtful and loving words. 
Words that I would love to whisper into your ear,
But my voice cannot pronounce them,
Because my mind lacks their true meaning, 
So I speak with all of my heart,
A heart that beats in a quiet, continuous rapturous love 
Just for you

All you have to do is listen,
And your ears will hear,
Your mind will see,
Your heart will feel,
The meaning of my life,
That I share with you

PJ


 ©1ManView

Saturday, December 24, 2022

Tweleve Days Of Loving You - (11) The weakness in me -Prose poem


From the day I was a man born, 
It was instilled into me to be a man strong:
Strong in mind,
Strong in the arms,
Strong-shouldered to carry life burdens,
Strong-willed to be all I could be in my lifetime

Then came you

A woman who made me see the light in the dark,
Darkness in the bright of the sun,
Feel the coolness in the hot summer breeze,
Feel the heat on the coldest of dark nights

You have become the woman who made me weak:
Weak in my mind thoughts,
Weak in my heart

You make me laugh when I don't want to,
You make me reflect on the good in my life while letting go of the bad,
You helped me learn patients when I no longer have none, 
You taught me to forget while forgiving those who trespass against me

You are genuinely the weakness in me,
A weakness I call by name,
 Love 



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Twelev Days Of loving you - (!0) I Didn't

I did not ask to fall in love with you

I did try my best to keep my heart at bay

But being with you calmed the beast residing inside my soul

Kissing your lips, quiet the evil thoughts that ran rampage inside my mind

Talking to you always left me intrigued

Getting to know you led me to see a person with a pure heart  

And when you gave it all  to me without reservation

I fell utterly in love with you

PJ

(C)1ManView

Twelve Day Of Loving You - Love Stance (9) Pose poem

 

My favorite position has no sexual intentions. 

No ties, no ropes, no blindfolds, just eternal love that's pure and true 

A position as simple as standing before you and watching the stare of your light brown eyes melt my heart 

While giving me the feeling nothing will keep us apart. 

A position of patients waiting for your smile that brightens up the room 

Your charm, your innocence, your grace, and all the mental part of you too 

Your laugh that's so genuine, the position of joy it brings to my heart. 

The sway in your hips that-make my heart skip a beat 

Holding you tight at night or keeping the memory of you in my mind 

The position of your heart that makes you so gentle and kind 

While the position of one's self is just right to smell the essence of you 

Our love stance can be in the position of a soft embrace as we watch the brightest of the sun give way to a full moon. 

Or the graceful embrace of passion that keeps our souls in a position of being fresh and new 

Might it be the positions of holding hands, lips embrace, or a gentle nudge of a nose against the flesh of a cheek

Whatever position we start in will always end in the position of love. 


PJ

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Friday, December 23, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (8) - One love -Thought Poem

True love is

AT the right moment,

The correct place,

For two people

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

All the love and desire in your heart

The deepest thoughts inside your mind

The enigmas in the depths of your soul

Which brings two individuals together

To share all the eternal love inside their being.

That will unite them as one.

On every awakening day

For me - You are - MY true love

PJ


(c)1ManView

Monday, December 19, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (6) In the moment - Sensual poem

 

Frozen in a none-moment of time
I lay peacefully on the living room floor
While waning life moments bore my mind
Half-close eyes do not watch the movement on the TV screen
Nor do none-inquiry ears hear the TV projecting sounds

In the narrow peripheral vision of my right eye
I watch your body gradually crawl up to mine
Then gingerly spoon deep into me

After my arms move across the softness of your bosom
Then slowly draw our bodies into one.
Dissipated was life's muted moment.
By your simple jester of love 


(One of my simple sensual thoughts of us)

©1ManView



Sunday, December 18, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (5) Open Arms - Repetitive Poem

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

Open arms for all to see.

I have nothing to hide,

My arms are open wide for you,

To see all the love I have to give.

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

Surrendering all my love

My will,

The essence of my being

All to you

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

Surrendering all of me to you

For you to do with as you please.

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

For you,

To have,

To embrace

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

In plain sight.

Naked with nothing to hide,

Waiting for your loving touch,

To tenderly caress the naked flesh that wraps around me.

 

Here I stand

With open arms

To receive your soft kisses-

To caress my senses,

Your whispers of love-

To caress my mind.

Your love-

To caress the abyss of my soul.

The being of you-

To utilize the being of me.

 

Here I stand

Naked, with open arms,

Waiting for you to take me to complete -

the man I wish to be,

While making this one-man whole,

With your voluminous love


Here I stand

Naked, with open arms

Hoping you will see-

What your precious love means to me


 Here I stand,

Naked, with open arms

With all the love I have to give between them,

All you have to do is step into my arms waiting embrace.

And let my love envelop you,

Bringing closure to us. 

PJ

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Saturday, December 17, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (4) Devotion - Clerihew poem


Standing beside you in the warmth of the day

Knowing that you are always going to stay

Watching you breathe in the fresh summer air

Hoping that love this time is going to be fair


Because, before, my heart was in despair

Given to one who did not even care

Then came your love that was so big and true.

Making my heartbeat once again like new


Like a gift from heaven, you were bestowed.

Making my heartbeat forever steady and slow

You have given me a love as I have never had before

Finally, setting my restless soul free so that it can soar

PJ

© Miss Terry ©1ManView


Friday, December 16, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (3) Faithully yours letter


While first light sun beams run head-on into the midnight sky

I sit in our bedroom in the darkness of a corner, my mind full of thoughts of you, and I

Thoughts about how did we get to this measure of life?

How did our love grow with all the woes that came with this life?

With all the misery that came with living with the death of friends and loved ones?

How did we get past the loneliness that dwells inside us as we lay together, with the despair of life in our hearts?

Despair that will conquer your soul to the point that you either live or die. 

Despair that only your faith in love can conquer.

My eyes look to the left and see the beauty of you peacefully sleeping

And I remember when I wanted to walk out on you and not look back.

But as much as I disliked you at that point in my life, the love that still dwelled in my heart for you told me to stay and give it another try.

They say love conquers all. But that is a lie. Your faith in love conquers the pain, the demons, and the miseries life bares down on you. Because without faith, love would be a forgotten word. Without faith, you would have a redundant hole in your heart to live with forever. 

As I sit here listening to the quietness while looking at the beautifulness’ of the seemingly endless changing sky, that is what I see and hear as my eyes watch you sleep in the darkness of the room.

I learned how to fall in love with you again with my faith in love. 

And that is why I sit here quietly tonight.

Watching you while being faithfully in love with you. 


PJ

©1ManView


Thursday, December 15, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You - (2) Made to love you - Thought Letter


I recalled when we first met a long time ago. One of my best friend's little sisters running around the house, Hiding like an undersized mouse every time I visited your brother. Little did I know meeting you would change my destiny.

One day the rumor that you were at my high school.
The little girl I used to see as her brother's little pest. Who was still short and maybe a little skinny? But I could not tell because you dressed like a grandma with your ankle-high dresses.

I did not see extensively of you in high school because my mind was on becoming a man.
Because high school for me was coming quickly to an end, and I had big decisions as a teenager who was looking forward to becoming a young man

After a major disappointment, I choose the Army to help me get ahead in this world of uncertainty. The war was on, but I felt I would survive with God on my side deep down inside my soul.
A twist of fate (GOD) sent me in another direction, and I missed the war entirely.

As I grew into a very young man, I made more effective plans for my future. After more than two and a half years, I saw you again when I came home on duty leave.
You were a cute and filled-out teenager, but the three years of age difference made you too young for my plans for the future.
After being released from the Army, I saw you again. We became friends, but I never thought of you more than one of my best friends' sisters. 

A year and a half passed. I saw you now and then, but I was busy with my life master plans that did not include you. But after a breakup, I became lost and lonely. I gave up on love and became someone who knew how to enjoy being with himself. But one day, I was convinced to give love another try. But it ended in a breakup that left my heart scorned by someone I had known my entire life. After that, love was differently not a priority for me. So I moved on with my life master plans, not knowing that the early heartaches had made me a better man for you. 

For unknown reasons, we seemed to bump into each other more often. Our talks became longer and more confidential. The rumor was you wanted me to ask you out. But you were still my best friend, little sister, and a good friend to be around and have engaging conversations But not the wife I had imagined in my life plans.

One day after visiting your brother at your house, I was leaving and saw you at the kitchen sink washing dishes. My eyes did not see my best friend's little sister anymore but a young lady with the frame and mindset of a young woman. But I still felt you were too young for my future planning.

As time idled by, the more I saw you, the more I let my guard down, and you slipped more into my life. And the more you fell into my life, I thought you were the kind of woman I could trust to not break my heart like the others. You were the type of woman I would be proud to be around. Proud to be seen hand in hand. A quiet yet strong will woman. A woman decisive in God's name. Soon I had feelings for you; I could not fight anymore.

After our first try-out date, I knew I would always be with you, especially if you could wait for me to grow into the man I wanted to become. Because being in the Army made me realize that age did not make a man. Life experience made men. And part of my life plan was to have someone by my side as I grew into a genuine adult. 

One day at home, out of the blue. I thought of you at the kitchen table, which enticed a big smile on my face. My mother saw it and asked me what I was thinking. Caught off guard, I just shook my head and said nothing. But I could tell by my mother's big smile she knew because she knew me better than anyone. And knowing mom, she had known long before I realized I had fallen in love with you.
  
Being married to you has been incredible. But like life itself, it had its up and downs. But we always found a way to drop sails to get through the strong winds and around the rough tides. Recently we had to let down the sails again. I have been moody and sad of late, but today my love of music came through for me again. A simple song made me realize why our marriage has lasted the test of time. And why will we make it past the strong winds and high tides again? Here are the song's simple words that say it better than I could. All but the part that did not say, "I love you, LC."
And I shall forever.

(Please push play)

[Chorus:]
I was made to love you
My hands to touch you
My arms to hold you
My legs to stand
My time to spend-
With you forever
I was made -
Made to love you.

My lips to kiss you
My eyes to see you
My legs to stand
My time to spend-
With you forever
My life together
I was made -
Made to love you.

It had to be my destiny.
I was made to love you.


Song-Made to love you
By Gerald LeVert


©1ManView

Monday, December 12, 2022

Twelve Days Of Loving You (1) - My thoughts and poems for LC - "Absolute"

I have been away too long. My spouse is doing better but has a long way to go. I can only keep up one blog, so I shall post the same material on both blogs until I can do both again Thank you for dropping by. 1ManView


Absolute - Poem letter 

I do not want to be married to someone whom I can live with

I need to be married to someone I cannot live without 

And that someone is you

 

My love for you is absolute.

PJ

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Friday, August 12, 2022

Satruday Night Seduction_ Lonely Bed - Erotic prose poem

 A lethargic, quiet walk took him from a dark empty bedroom to the dim-lit living room.

 She lay with pussy lying between her legs on the couch, retaining warmth.

 He gestured his hand and pussy; the cat cruised quickly across the room.

 He facilitates his body between the center of her compacted, creamy thighs. 

 Startled to awakening to his weight made her body abruptly jerk.

 His eyes pierced deep into hers while his left hand swiftly sheathed her mouth to keep her voice silent as he used his right hand to push her pink panties to one side.

 Her body does not resist nor permit him to keep going.

 He lay the throbbing head of his hardened affliction on the opening of the aperture between her thighs thickness.

 He was surprised to find her sacred space moist enough to aid its penetration.

A sobering moan resided on his hand as his unyielding affliction slowly descended into the epicenter of her aperture moist-soft walls,

 Her back profoundly arched inward as his rigid size forced her intimate space wider as his thick chocolate shaft slowly plunged into its darkest depths.

 He smiles knowingly; love made it easier for her to forgive someone who acted like an authentic swine, as he accomplished earlier.




2022©1ManView

Friday, April 1, 2022

Saturday Seduction: Consented__ Erotic prose poem


Legs widen, soft flesh lowers, then delays.

A whisper of a moan drifts into the air as the softness of swollen folds slowly part.

Her body continuation to lower starts again. 

As her body lowers, the tautness of her soft pink walls caresses the girth of his rigid manhood as manly hips gently thrust upward.

Lungs expand but do not fill as indescribable sensations spiral rampantly through their lions.

Heartbeats become rapid as the desire of the flesh takes control of the mind, while voices become silent while their bodies prepare to make harmonizing music together.

His length disappears deep into the dark abyss of her womb, pushing her pink flesh open wider, broader as it slowly soars on its upward flight.

Short breaths of air burst past their lips as their hips move in a synchronized movement.

Rough fingertips dig deep into soft bare flesh as his length rises and falls inside her domain.

Breast rubs against chest; sweat rubs against sweat as hips softly collide head-on.

The deeper his inflexible stature ease into her domain, the higher her voice whispers his name in his ear as their minds are bath in sexual bliss.

The moon smiles at them through the window. But before their dance of desire ends, the sun will be smiling upon them too.


©1ManView 

Thursday, March 3, 2022

Flame - Sensual Repetitive poem

A Flame has been stirred profoundly within me from the docile touch of a lone fingertip.

A flame that once was a hint of smoldering ashes residing inside my loins

A flame that has grown to epic proportions

A flame that has ignited all the passion I have to disseminate from me to you

  

A flame that has grown five times hotter than desire itself 

A flame that has ashes burning red hot in the center void between my thighs

A flame that needs to be distinguished immediately by your hard lustful touch and the wet white substance of thick creamy liqueur that awaits to be liberated from the hidden culdesac residing inside the immense manhood depending between your manly thighs

                                                           



©1ManView






Monday, February 28, 2022

Reasons - Repetitive sensual poem



Why does being close to you change my body demeanor, my mind thoughts?

Why is it when you look at me a certain way our lips find themselves in a soft, tender kiss?

Why does my body react to a single fingertip soft touch of yours? An indication that can make me docile and quiet or elated in a matter of seconds

Why is embracing you tight in my arms so spontaneous at times it feels like an addiction?

Why is it when I sneak up behind you and lay a kiss on the back of your neck to witness your body reactions, which are still pretty much identical as the very first time? Yet still, a trill after all the years we have existed together?

I believe the only explanation for the whys is that I'm still deeply in love with the body, mind, and soul of you.

Happy Birthday LC

(C) 1ManView

Sunday, February 20, 2022

Perennial - Short Erotic Prose poem

Lips clasp tightly 
Breath withheld 
Lips taste-
Kiss of passion 
While fingertips touch moist sexes 

When woven bodies embrace tightly 
Felt was his essence 
Touching my soul 




(C) 1ManView

Friday, February 11, 2022

Saturday seduction: Love awaken - Sensuous Prose poem

With an unclothed body, I gingerly ease into the bed under the softness of a cotton sheet. Once settled, my mind anticipates how my spouse will awaken me when he returns home from his late hours at work.

My fast-paced mind comes to a jog as I lay in the darkroom illuminated by rays of the moonlight. Moments later, heartbeats become slower, my eyes close, leading my mind to the quiet darkness of sleep.

I do not wake up to the feel of a soft cotton sheet gradually easing down my naked body. Or the cool air that circulated my body a moment later.

I do not wake up to the docile touch of fingers delineating the roundness of my firm middle age breast with wide nipples that reach out to meet his alluring touch.

I do not wake up to a single finger tracing the long smooth scar that runs horizontally across the lower center of my stomach flesh. That a surgeon had to cut open to give birth to our only child. A small sacrifice to bring new life to this world and unparalleled happiness to our lives

A dormant sigh slips past my lips as his shoulders slowly ease between my legs, then slide up between the thickness of my thighs.

I do not wake up to the fingertip tracing my vulva outer lips. But when the warm tongue tip of my spouse slowly moved elusory into my vulva slit opening, burning electrified sensations coursed into my mindset, enticing my big caramel eyes to open slowly.

Inflated lungs gasped while my body tensed from the erotic pleasure surges flushing through my womb walls, then rushed into my loins. Moments later, I heard a familiar voice softly moaning while my thigh muscles shivered as the length of a tongue slowly slithered into the warm moisture of my sexual canal. 

Blue cotton sheet crumbled in the grasp of my fist tight embrace as surreal sensations held my body captive.

Open wide eyes watch the top of his head weave up and down in the rhythm of wanting rotating hips. As his tongue tip slash and dash over every square inch of my delicate sexual space, my whispering voice calls out his name.

His tongue slithers into the wetness of my womb walls, then pulls out, 

It darts back in, then pulls out as it explores for my most sensitive spots. Once it uncovers a sensitive area, it attacks it with vigorous, direct hard lashes. My spouse's undeleting tongue strikes bring my body close to release, but suddenly he slacks his attack that places my body in a holding pattern. Just as my breath catches up with my lungs' that is deep searching for air to breathe, his body quickly glides between my legs.

Half groan, half moan reverberate in my throat as his manly pride enters the sanctuary of my sexual throne. The phenomenal feeling of first penetration and my womb walls stretching as his rigid penile pushed its way down the smooth wet corridor of my sanctuary caused my eyes to water from the wonderous feeling of it. Once satisfied with the depth of his hard substance inside my womb, his hips gyrate vigorously.

Passion lust thrust slams my body deep into the bed mattress on each profound rotation of his hips, compelling my body to bounce up and down on the bed like a Child's rag doll. My voice grovels as it begs him not to stop his assault as I feel my release reaching for the light of departure from the dark depths of my sexual soul.

Each rotation of his hips brings me closer to closure.

Closer to orgasmic pleasure

Closer to the realization that it is not his rigid manly size that has captured the sexuality of my being

It is not the mastery of his prowess that embellishes the passion and lust I have for him.

It is not his superiority of lovemaking that has me begging for continuous. Nor the firm tug of my pink intention. That is always ready for his penile entrance. And surely not the soft curves of my very average human flesh. 

It is not the sweetness of my lips embrace that lingers on his.

It is not the deep thrust he puts in every rotation of his hips gyrations.


It is the love he has for my mind, intellect, and creativity

It is the love he has for the character of my being, the giving ways of my heart

It is for love I have for him that overflows my heart in such abundance

Its overflow fills the depths of my soul completely

It is the purity of the love he gives to me that has captured my body, my heart, and soul. Which is the only love that can awaken me from my dream of him. 

But foremost, it is the way he shows his love of my good, my bad, and my ugly every minute of every day. A love that heightens our lovemaking to the optimate level and amplifies everything in the life both of us shall share for an eternity.



©1ManView