Monday moaning .... Breathe ... Picture poem (Repetitive)

When his strong hands gently pulled my body into his,

meshing the soft flesh of my breast, into his chest

When his lips captured mine in a deep sweet kiss,

while his fingertips slowly traced the curvature of my spine

When his hand first slipped past the skimpy lace of my panties,

and traced the smooth flesh of my ass

When his finger found my moist center opening,

and slowly fell into the warmth of its wet depths

I had to remember,

 Too breathe

(C) 1ManView

Never forever-Sensual repetitive poem Saturday seduction

Never heard the roar of your sports car drive into the driveway
Never heard your key intertwine into the door lock before it accessed it
Never heard the front door open nor slam close
Never heard you throw your keys noisily into the metal key tray like you always do
Never heard your quiet footsteps infiltrate into the kitchen
Never heard the pleasantly subdued way you called my pet name as you approached me from behind

Never felt your body presence taking space precisely behind mine

I did feel your strong arms squeeze my body affectionately into yours
I did smell the subdued musk of the cologne you wear just for me
I did feel your hand gingerly ease over the soft fabric of my dress, as it glided over the oval shape of my unshielded breast
I did feel the hardness of your affection of me  press against the softness of my back side

I did hear a soft sigh slip past parted lips, as your lips gingerly pressed on the flesh of the nape of my neck

I did fall in love with you all over again, after you swept me up in your arms and carried my swooning body to the bedroom as if it was as fragile as an egg
I did hear the audible sound of the smoke detector, as the romp roast burned almost as hot as the lustful kisses your lips traced down between the center of my thighs
I did call out your name repeatedly during the night, as our love-making became undeniable under the spell of the enchanting moon light 

(C)1ManView

Rope......

Its strength

Its radiating burn

its affliction 

Its restraint

Its aroma

Its captivating sensation

Its total domination

Completes me.....

(C) 1ManView

Fall For You ... Song poem

Repetitive poem -Song poem ... (Me before you motion picture) Falling for you by Leela james..

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:

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Continuous flash of moonbeams shining through the window pane,

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 hold 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 wraps itself around my body,

I use to only feel the sensations of thrill,

But tonight, it's much more than that I feel,

I feel as the whole of my soul is content,

Like you are the one that was meant,

To trip me,

So I would fall

Each time your deep thrust falls deeper into my demise,

My mind ponders, is this wise,

To let this lustful relation 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,

Because making love to you feel so good,

Like concentric love should,

When you have -

Fallen

My heart constant beat of steady,

Tell me I'm ready,

To fall in love,

And be loved,

With your presence,

So please be a gentleman and catch me,

As I profoundly...

Fall...

In love with you....

(C) 1ManView

Monday moaning .... Breathe ... Picture poem (Repetitive))

When his strong hands gently pulled my body into his

meshing the soft flesh of my breast, into his chest

When his lips captured mine in a deep sweet kiss

while his fingertips slowly traced the curvature of my spine

When his hand first slipped past the skimpy lace of my panties

and traced the smooth flesh of my behind

When his finger found my moist center opening,

and slowly fell into the warmth of its wet depths

I had to remember,

 Too breathe

Monday Moaning....... Have me your way... Repetitive poem

Panties gingerly pulled down legs,

Heavy legs spread my legs open,

Hard pulsating sex, pushes against my butt flesh,

The heat of his lips, is felt pressing firmly on my neck,

His breaths of desire, breathing heavily close to my ear,

Awakens me, in the dark of the night

Aggravated moan escapes my lips,

As he push the head of his hard mass between the dryness of my lobes,

Without foreplay,

Without lube,

Without hesitation,

Without a reservation,

He pushes it into me with brute force of passion,

But it doesn't matter,

Because after years of togetherness,

It always feel so good to be waken like this,

To still be wanted like this,

To still be needed like this, 

To still be lusted for like this,

To still stir the raw passion inside his soul like this

As my butt cheeks spread, his hands pull hard on the flair of my hips,

My voice cry out,

As penetrating pain rush through me, 

As he pushes the swollen head of his mass, pass my tight vulva lips, into my pinkness,

Lungs groan, as his uncut mass forces itself deep inside me

Womb spasm as it feels him pull his massiveness of his hard mass out of it,

Then stroke his first thrust ever deep into me,

Causing an exhale groan to reverberate in my chest,

His second stroke makes me grunt, as the pain intensify,

His third stroke leave my womb tingling, my lungs gasping,

His forth stroke leaves my womb humming with surreal sensations,

His fifth stroke brings my womb to life, with sensations of fire,

His mass is felt swelling, meaning he won't last much longer,

But I don't care,

Because it's not about making my body come to release,

But him having me his way,

About him asserting his passion of me, on me,

About him, taking me lustfully,

About him, fulfilling his moment of desire for me,

About him, exploding his white liquified seed inside the cramp confinement of my pink walls,

About him, shaking with orgasmic tremors, while the heat of his seed penetrates into the sensitivity of my womb walls, causing my voice to scream his name,

About him, gasping for breath, as he lies on top of me, while his massive spent seed seeps pass my seams,

About him, still wanting, me, 

About him, whispering "I love you so much" in my ear, after twenty years of having me like a Burger King sandwich,

His way ....

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Monday Moaning... Last Night .... Repetitive poem....

The scent of you,

The sting of you,

The last brutal trust of you,

The last moan from my lips,

The last gyration of your hips,

The soreness and burning sensations of the actions of you,

Still lingers between my thighs,  

All from last night passion with you

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Head day ..... Just leave me alone... Repetitive poem

You couldn't leave me alone,

You just kept implying about it

You couldn't leave me alone,

Even in my silence, you kep messing with me

You just couldn't leave me alone,

You had to touch me, push me, pull on me, until you got a reaction

You just couldn't leave me alone,

Until I got full of you and swelled up

You couldn't leave me alone

Your mouth open wide, your tongue flickering about

You just couldn't keep your trap shut, 

You had to tout and tease me with wet blistering heat

Now I hope you are happy about it,

But remember, you asked for it!

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Without a word .... Repetitive poem... Song poem ..

I heard this song on iamjustagirl blog accomplished with one of her wonderful poems. The song caught my ear and I wrote this song poem. Please visit iamjustagirl blog,and see her poem vision. It was posted on 10/30/12 at http://iamjustagirl-lis.blogspot.com/  Thank you ...

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Without a word,

The almost nakedness of you, stood before my eyes,

Body petite, full of smooth gradual curves,

Hint of silky blue fabric covering your sacred place was seen,

Your body shivered in excitement,

Blushed in complete innocence,

Waiting for the coming of me

Without a word,

I looked deep into your eyes and visualize how I'm going to make love to you,

How to make this transition from boy to man,

While transitioning you from daddy's little girl, to womanhood

Without a word,

My touch reach out,

It ease across the softness of your cheek,

Draws a thin line alone your lips edge,

Then pull your face into a soft tender kiss of lingering 

Without a word,

Our bodies fall onto the bed soft mattress,

Firm breast impale into taut chest,

The feel of your body shivers vibrate through me,

My lips embrace yours deeply, to ease our fear

Without a word,

My touch ease up the length of the delicate flesh of your neck,

Around the length of your small round breast,

Circle on the tip of your blood erect nipples,

It lingers while crossing over the flat flesh of your stomach,

Then down the center of firm thighs,

My touch hesitates, my cloudy thoughts are cleared, then my touch gingerly remove the glimpse of fabric between the thickest part of your legs

Without a word,

Slow, without haste,

My touch brush lightly through the thin forest that covers your sacred place,

Then gingerly ease up and down the moist slit between your folds,

Your legs vibrate with anticipation sensations,

While your body shake in small tremors of doubt

Without a word,

Legs widen then become tight, as my touch falls through that taut of your swollen folds, into the warmth of your wet wake,

Gently, sliding up and down the smooth sides of your haven,

Turning your silent sighs, into quiet moans

Without a word,

I taste your first offering,

As I quench my thirst, your hand folds through my hair,

Your thighs tauten around my head,

Your first moan of audibility floats into the air

Without a word,

While hovering in the air,

Quivering body arch towards the sky,

It shakes from electrified sensations bolting through its extremities,

Then without a word, indents into the mattress softness

Without a word,

The extension of me penetrates pass the softness of your folds,

And slowly fall into the rising wake of your womb tautness,

My body lies on top of yours, while hips slowly, gently, gyrate,

Pushing and pulling the extension of me up and down the velvet softness, of your womb taut walls

Without a word,

Your warm breath floats past my ear,

Your legs wrap around my hips,

Your blood stain nails sink deep into my shoulder flesh,

While your hips brush deeply into mines

Without a word, 

Your body is felt trembling and quaking under mine,

Eruption leads to the hot coming of my cream,

Leaving our lungs in a harmonious duet of screams

Without a word,

Our bodies lay intertwined,

Silently, sleep undertakes us,

Without a word

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... 

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Touched .....Repetitive Poem ...........

Arms embrace the softness of her body flesh,

She pushed me away...

A tender kiss was bestowed on the softness of her check,

She pushed me away

I whispered softly in her ear, "I love you,"

She pushed me away

When my voice expressed calmness to her,

She huffed at me, then walked away

My eyes glanced at the calendar date, and I realized,

This is the time of the month, the other woman comes to stay...

Don't hate me ladies, the devil made me do it...

Reflection... Repetitive Poem.....

I'm thinking

About my manly endowment stroking inside you

While your womanly hips stroke back at me with the force of tightness

I'm thinking

About how my manly deep groans

Are drowned out, by your audible loud moans

I'm thinking

About lips locked in a deep embrace

While breathing, has to wait

I'm thinking

About lust that has consumes us below the waist

As our hips colliding head on in haste

I'm thinking

How you were laying it down

As you soft pink walls deeply swallow the head of my crown

I'm thinking

How I woke up this morning with you embraced in my arms,

That was holding you lovingly tight

I'm thinking

Just when did I fall in love with you last night