Just_ A Christmas thought

I wrote this many years ago, Yet today I feel the same because of the Covid invasion that makes you think,,, 

Xmas is usually a time we all reflect,

Reflect on what we have accomplished or what we did not

Reflect on what we received or did not receive,

Be it spiritual or materialistic

Reflect on those who are no longer with us,

To help celebrate life blessings,

Reflect on the new life that has arrived,

And their search to find their place in life

Reflect on the love and respect I have for my family and friends,

And the love and respect they have shown me ...

And when all the reflecting in my mind was all done,

I realized that all I need in my life is the love of my family and friends;

The love of God in my heart,

And the rest is just that...  

Just_

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(PJ to my friends)

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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 

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Time - A Sensuous poem

Tic-toc -tic -toc-tic-toc

The sound of the tall, old wooden grandfather clock disturbs the silence in the room as our bodies sit united as one.

Within your legs, I sat perfectly still

Quiet 

Content

In love with you

In love with the moment

Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 

My head ceased up against the amplitude of your chest.

As my nostril breathed in the masculine redolence of your flesh. 

My head curls tighter into your chest, allowing my ears to capture the slow-soft beats of your heart

Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 

Time seems to pass without urgency as our bodies enfold together

My thoughts seem to be here

Then over there

Now it is nowhere as my mind takes time out from the world that surrounded us.

Tic-toc-tic-toc-tic -toc 

The sound of the old clock seems to be getting more blatant

My eyes opened and noticed the time on the clock was incorrect, and the pendulum 

was not swinging.

The tic-toc-tic-toc- sound 

Was my heart, being utterly in love with yours.

 

We should never forget that the sum of the little things is what keeps a marriage happy.

Peace

Love

And Happiness

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Love note: Pink slip

Carol awakens. As usual, her spouse was up and gone to work when she dragged herself out of bed. Carol saw a bright pink piece of paper hanging from her dresser mirror when she raised her head. Sleepily Carol walked up to it and read it.

Carol, I woke up early this morning, and all I desired to do was watch you sleep. I  watched the way morning rays of the sun tenderly embrace your unclothed flesh inch by inch. An embrace that made me envious because I can not touch your flesh with the same softness. I watched the way you reached out for my body's warm comfort, but after realizing I was no longer next to you, my eyes witness a frown appear on your face. Then you balled up into the fetal position, which made you feel safe and warm.

Without a sound, I walked to the bed and softly stroked your forehead, then watched your body reacted to my loving touch. A reaction that made your body spread open as if it was warming from the inside out. It was a reaction that made me realize how much you love me and miss me when I am not at your side. 

I had to fight the urge to wake you and take you into my arms, then kiss away all of your fears, all of any pain you might have. But I love you so much I knew one kiss would not be efficient enough to withhold the passion I have for you within me. So I let my eyes keep watching. 

Watching the soft breathes your lungs took while you slept. Watch your body's soft curves that have not changed much even after years have passed you by and the stress it bored, bearing our two children.

 I so wanted to be here when you first open those light brown eyes and watch the rays of the sun dance in them. Then climb back into the bed and hold you tight in the firm hungry embrace of my arms. Then go back to sleep so I could wake up with you still in place inside my arms.

Sweetheart, it is time for me to leave, but before I do, I want you to know I will be thinking of you every minute, every second of this day. And when I return home, I want you to have many warm kisses, waiting in anticipation of embracing my expecting lips.

With all my love,                                                                                              Simply                                                                                                                                                       PJ

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Love notes

When I use to lust for your passion, my thirst for you seemed to never be quenched. When I learned how to be in love with you by following your unwavering ways of showing your love for me. The consequence was finding a love that was so addicting; I will thirst for all of you forever.

Yours forever  -                                           PJ                

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Happy Father's Day

 

Happy Father's Day to all

😎

Have a great day- and better tomorrow's

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To All The Mom's In The World

Happy Mother Day

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Everlasting - Sensual prose poem

Just like the blood of red inside me

Your love is flowing through my mind, my heart

Running amuck inside my soul

It shadows my very continuation

While lasting the test of time

Because true love is everlasting

And everlasting is the only love my heart shall except

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To LC, with all my love...

Thought series: Absolute - Prose poem

 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

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Full bloom - Sensual Prose poem

With your eyes gazing into mine, my eyes watched a single tear trace down the soft flesh of your cheek.

My heart felt crushed because I thought I had done something to upset you.

Urgently you walked up to me and say thank you, then jumped up on your tip-toes and deeply embrace your lips against mine.

As I held you in my arms still watching the tear clinging to your cheek, I asked, thank you for what?

Your reply, for always loving me regardless of what we go through.

Before I could reply, you wiped a tear that was tracking down my cheek.

 

( We should always be grateful for the person God has chosen us to love )

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Feelings ... Sensual Repetition Poem

As my eyes look deep into your eyes, I see the vastness and the wonders of the cosmos. 

As my fingertips ease through the silky-smooth texture of your hair, it reminds me of the cotton softness of the misting clouds above. 

As my fingertips touch your lips, my heart flutters from the thoughts of our lips last embrace. 

As my fingers strum across the smooth flesh of your cheeks, it evokes the softness of silk. 

As my hand pushes your hair back off your face, letting the moonlight reflects off its delicate surface, it reminds me why; I'm deeply in love with more than your flesh, but also your being.

C)1ManView 

Repetition Poem: Repetition of a sound, syllable, word, phrase, line, stanza, or metrical pattern in a poem

I know - Repetition poem

 I know what love is

I know what it is like to ride on the roller coaster of love. 

I know how love can make your life a simple happy life.

I know what it takes to love someone truly.

I  know what it is to be loved without asking for it.

And that's why I shall always be in love with you...

C)1ManView 

Image borrowed from Eli Mendez blog: https://lizpoesia.blogspot.com/

Aspire ... Happy Valentine letter

I used to wish,

That someday, I would have a most selected friend,

Someone, I would look up to, turn to for answers,

A friend,

That I could share my laughs,

My sadness,

My gladness,

Share the same boundless regions of the infinite that I have chosen,

Because they genuinely wanted to share that endless space with me

 

I used to wish that someday,

I would find that Someone I could converse with any time I had something to say.

That Someone, whom I could share my most profound, private thoughts.

Thoughts that made up most of the intimate dreams I had about that Someone who would share my life with someday.

 

I used to wish,

That someday, I would meet that Someone who would be special to me,

That Someone, who I could hold anytime I wanted to when I needed to,

That Someone, who I could kiss hello to in the morning and kiss goodnight before I would go to sleep.

That Someone I just had to touch in the middle of the night,

And they were so entuned to me; their body would spoon into mine without even waking up.

 

I used to wish,

That someday, I would find how true love felt.

A love so strong, it would last longer than ever after.

A love my heart wore like a blanket,

That kept it warm on the coldest night,

Yet cool, on the hottest day.

A love I never wondered if it were true love because I could forever feel its radiant heat race through my veins on each soft rhythmic beat of my heart.

 

Today,

I wish,

I had not wasted all that time wishing,

Looking,

Praying for-

That Someone.

Because without realizing it,

I already knew that Someone, who was already carrying true love inside of them, that was meant just for me.

And that Someone,

were you and only you.

With all my love

PJ

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Winter storm watch

 Eyes watch the sky that was colored white by thick falling snowflakes

High winds  swirled the snowflakes all over the land

Trees turned entirely white

Cars covered in white 

Streets covered with white as I watched from the comfort of my house

Then it stopped

Warm coat

Warm gloves

Snow boots and a hat with a built-in face cover were put on.

Garage door open to snow that was half as tall as I; that was a pretty sight in the middle of the night.

Snowblower pushed to the edge.

Engine starting rope is pulled. then pulled again and again

Switch to electric start

The engine still didn't let out hope of a fart.

I'm getting too old for this #^@*!