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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

Monday, October 21, 2019

Monday moaning ...... Make it rain ... Erotic prose poem

Ah...
Tongue slowly lash between moisten folds
Making them wet with the warm spit of your slick saliva
Body sweat
Pressure slowly building up
While your tongue tenderly lash deep between
The center of my womanly blossom

Swirl
Twirl
Dip
Flick
Lick
Sip
My mind now thinking of your pretty dick
Drenching deep inside my pink wick
Stretching
Thrusting
Pushing
Shoving
Trying to reach the means of my watery depths

Thighs contract tight around your head
As tongue sweep deep into the wetness of my neither land

Stomach muscles spasm
As body orgasm
While your tongue lick
Around and on the tip
Of my pink, hard, erect clit

Crying plea tell you to stop
But stop you must not
Not until my body rise, shudder and shake, like it was tasered by a city cop
Then fall into an rapturous orgasmic flop




(C)1ManView

Monday, August 6, 2018

To the point ... Erotic prose poem

Less than a minute, I had vacated my spot on the sofa
Returning only to find her laying comfortably across its length
She had on a short flesmsy dress, that barely covered her naked ass-
That played peek a boo with my eyes under her dress helm
Politely I asked her to remove her presence from my spot..
As she teasingly stretched her body, she laughed than replied "which spot exactly was yours?"
When I heard her voice deeply moan
I knew I was in the right spot


(C)1ManView