Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Saturday, November 12, 2016

Follow me... (Thought series.)... Prose poem


Faces smiling
Palms sweaty
Cheek to cheek
Aromatic scent of Channel No. 5 perfume entices my mind

Your body followed mine in a slow rhythmic movement
Thighs rub
Hips gently gyrate in the darkness
Be smooth enters my mind
Follow his every step emerge in yours

Platonic foreplay comes to an end too soon
As our first slow dance ends......



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Saturday, October 22, 2016

Music that fit my mood... Luther Vandross - I'd Rather


I thought sometime alone
was what we really needed
you said this time would hurt more than it helps
but I couldn't see that
I thought it was the end
of a beautiful story
and so I left the one I loved at home to be alone (alone)
and I tried to find
out if this one thing is true
that I'm nothing without you
I know better now
and I've had a change of heart

I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart

whoo-oo-oo-oo yeah

And then I met someone
and thought she could replace you
we got a long just fine
we wasted time because she was not you
we had a lot of fun
though we knew we were faking
love was not impressed with our connection built on lies, all lies
so I'm here cause I found this one thing is true
that I'm nothing without you
I know better now
and I've had a change of heart

I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart
who holds my heart


I can't blame you if you turn away from me, like I've done you,
I can only prove the things I say with time,
please be mine,

I'd rather have bad times with (please be mine) you,
than good times with someone else (I know)
I'd rather be beside you in a storm (anytime),
than safe and warm by myself (so sure baby)
I'd rather have hard times to gether,
than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart (my heart)


I'd rather have bad times with you (surely),
than good times with someone else (surely)
I'd rather be beside you in a storm (oh yeah),
than safe and warm by myself (all by myself)
I'd rather have hard times together,
than to have it easy apart (you know it)
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart

I'd rather have the one who holds my heart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart
whoooo.....who holds my heart

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Conscious ... Prose poem ....



I stand here with my heart in my hand
Giving it to you willingly
Just please don't ever drop it
Or I shall surely die....


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Saturday, September 10, 2016

Jonathan McReynolds - Limp (lyrics)



A little inspiration for LC....
Love always PJ....

I'm tired, broken
Innocence stolen
And all I know, I am a different woman
See life hits, and life hurts
Think I've seen some of life's worst
But you've been here.
So you understand
See I fell and I broke something
But I couldn't tell, cause I kept running away from your love and grace
So my trips, and my pains, my failures. they only make me desperate to seek your face
The devil hoped this injury would make stop and take defeat, but I know Jesus walks with me
So I'll just keep on walking with my limp, 
Just keep on walking with my limp
I'm imperfect, so I slipped up and I had my heart ripped up
But you're lifter of my head
So please come and please heal
How I think and how I feel
and I'll live by what you say
And you said heavy laden come to me, the sick, the flawed, the lame, the weak
And I'll be everything you need
So I'll be walking with my limp
Just keep walking with my limp
Limps are every flaw, that keeps us from having an otherwise perfect walk
Limps are every weakness
And we were born handicapped
But God gives us strength back
And all that you lack
If you just keep on walking with your limp
Ill pursue my victory
Cause when they beat you
You look just like me
You were struggling with your passion and your love
It kept you walking with your limp
Calvary walking with your limp
No matter what they said, you kept walking with you limp
Yea that's my saviour with his limp
Just so one day I could walk with my limp
And I could still be loved even with my limp
And I could still be used even with my limp
And I could still be saved even with my limp

So I'll just keep walking with my limp

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Thought series... You... Repetitive poem...


Your tender caresses calm me

Your kisses on my neck, steadies me

Your hugs surround my soul

Your voice entices my thoughts

Your love, makes me whole...





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Tuesday, July 26, 2016