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....

(C) 1ManView

Your love is .... Prose poem (Thought series)

Your love is like a breath of fresh air...

Touchable -           ( But unable to grasp with your fingers, yet hold it within 
                                 your heart )

Invisible -               ( Only to the naked eye, but not to the soul)

Silent  -                  ( To ones ears, not ones heart)

Odorless -              (But at times, very pungent)

Tasteless -            ( Yet ungodly sweet)

Come out of nowhere -             (But always around when you need it)

Refreshing to the soul -             (Always changing - for the better)

Can't live without -                    (Not even those with the strongest of hearts)

1Manview © 11-26– 2016

Stolen.. .. Musing ... (Thought series)

Unsanction kiss,

Gingerly press against the side of her neck flesh,

Her body writhe,

Her voice release an unexpected sigh, 

A captivated smile reside on her face,

After my Lips softly withdraw, and I walk away,

My kiss of love, stayed....

1Manview © 1-15 – 2015

Spirit ....

My spirit felt lost, 

And detached from my being,

I felt as if I was all alone,

On a dark night,

On a boat drifting down the Hudson Bay

Too far out,

For anyone to hear my voice crying out in the night,

Too far out,

For anyone to see my arms urgently waving in the air for help

But I still had hope inside me,
That someone would see me,

And quickly come to my rescue

Then came you,

With a kiss,
On my lips,

Sweeter then red wine,

Bringing back the focus of my purpose,

To be love by you ....

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Shared moment .. Musing

A shoulder to lower your head on

A chest to share an embrace

A cheek to share your tears

A heart to store your love

A hug for just because

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Cherish .. (Life blessings) .... Thoughts series ... (musing)

Sometimes life blessings, isn't what your eyes nor your inner self can see,

Sometimes life blessings, isn't what your fingertips can touch nor grasp,

Sometimes life blessings, aren't what you think you might know about life itself,

But one thing my mind does know, and my eyes can see, 

I'm blessed to have someone like you to have, to love me..

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Mothers Day... Remembering mom on Mothers Day... Prose poem

When God first let your being become life,

The first thing you feel, is the gentle touch of your mothers hand,

Touching, caressing you through her swollen belly, 

While tenderly talking to you

Then after you are born, she is the first to take you in her arms the very first time,

Where her scent, indents into your your mind,

Her voice, crowds your ears with comfort,

The tranquil of her love, is woven into your soul,

And from that first day to her last,

She touches you in ways you never could imagine

A steady hand on your shoulder as she teaches you,

A bosom cuddle to protect you from the rain, the wind, or just to reassure you when you were afraid, 

A firm hand that cupped your face, as her eyes stare, demanded your respect,

A hurting hand on your backside, as she taught you the consequences of wrong, verses right,

Which you learn its better to confess your wrong, then feel the harsh consequences of a ball face lie to cover up any of your wrong doings

You remember the hug that she gave you, when an outburst of becoming a man overwhelmed your senses of how hard her back hand could slap, 

But Instead of knocking you senseless, her hug welcomes the man you are to be, and let you know that he would also be loved by her,

Mothers always knew what touch you needed, be a gentle slap aside the head, that mean think with your mind the next time,

To the cuffed collar around your puny little neck, to let you know you better get your personal self being together in a hurry,

You never noticed how much your mother touched you, until those touches were forever gone

But even after she has gone,

Your mind can recall all her touches,

From the life learning ones, to the gentle loving ones,

The ones that wiped away your tears,

The I love you ones that she patted on top of your head that brought joy to your heart, a smile to your face,

The one she shook your hand with, to let you know she was proud of the man you had become...

Mom,

Your touches might be gone,

But your presence live on in my heart, 

My mind,

And furthermost, in my soul,

Your life touches will never be forgotten, 

PJ...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Nothing (Compares to your love) ... Musing ...

Sun morning beams hover just over the horizon,

Birds soar high in the sky of blue,

Some soaring gracefully, 

Others hovering in place

Tulips of color slowly open to receive the warmth of the sun,

The nourishing strength of its rays,

A heard of deers quietly bask in the morning sun warmth, 

While eating the sweetness of earth green grasses and tender stem flowers,

While their young hide quietly, motionlessly, in the cover of the thick under brush 

The beauty of the world awakening unfolds in front of me,

But none of the earth abundance of beauty,

Compares to the love of you...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Still ... Saturday Song poem ....

Quarrels

Misunderstandings,

Stubbornness,

Jealousy,

Are all parts of being in love,

Missteps,

Quicksteps

Frantic,

Taken for granted,

Adds to the toll of being in love

But tomorrows,

Will bring hugs,

kisses,

Smiles,

Closeness,

Forgiveness,

Togetherness

Trust,

Soulmates,

Because we believe,

"In our love"...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

First Love .... Prose Poem ........... Revisited

His finger softy strums my face like a Spanish guitar,
Vibrations radiate down my flesh, as his fingertips embrace my face,
On a downward tilt his head slowly moves,
Eyes connect, emotions race

As my eyes close, I can feel his lips caress mine,
Head turns, eyes close tight, lips gently part, a sigh escape my throat, a moan escapes his,
A quick breath, a deeper kiss, bodies embrace tighter,
We exhale... to the unknown territory of pure love

1ManView © 1999 – 2012

What love is ..... Prose Poem...

There was a time

I wanted to know_what love is

There was a time

I wanted to feel what love felt like from within

There was a time

I wanted a love that I could feel deep inside,

A love, I didn't feel like I had to hide

There was a time

I wanted someone to show me what true love was

Then came you,

With a love so warm inside, it was frightening

A love that melted the ice that had wrapped around my heart

A love that warm all the thoughts in my mind

A love that warm me from inside my soul out

A love that has shined, ever day, every second, since you have come into my life

Because of you, I now know what love is

Love is, the splendor of all things,

Love is that touch, that awakens my being from your simple caress,

Love is that feeling, that sends chills up my spine, just from your smile

Love is, that mellow sensation that surrounds my being, when your ambient laughter flows inside my ears

Love is sensations of lust, passion and greed, that I can only feel when love surrealism sensations are the first ones that embraces my being

Love is, when your sweet kisses lingers on my lips, long after your lips have embraced mine,

Love is, that calm feeling I feel inside my soul, when we lay as one in our space of silence,

Love is, no longer looking for the light, that's on the other side of life,

Love is, that feeling I get, when you lay your hand softly on my chest, and I feel its warm gentle touch, touch the center of my heart...

Today I truly know what love is,

Love is you, loving me...

Song Poem ...... Spoiled By Joss Stone ....... Repetitive .....

A Song Poem is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song:

Never did I imagine love would ever make me feel this way,

Fill my every need,

With love life giving seed,

Make me love another,

More then life itself,

Be everything I would ever need in this life time,

But now that I have had it, by letting your love complete my life,

I have become ever spoiled...

Spoiled...

From your simple love,

Your compassionate touch,

That means to me, all so much

Spoiled...

From the steady soft beats in your heart,

That now beats soft and steady inside of mines,

I'm spoiled....

By a love that is so personified

I can't live even a second without it in my life,

I’m spoiled....

By too many years leaving with a love that defines,

What it is to be loved by someone whose love flow from my head to my toes,

While soothing my weary soul,

I'm spoiled...

By a love that ease down my throat like an expensive wine,

Made a hundred years, before my time,

I'm spoiled....

By a love that's given to me every minute of the day,

Every second of the night,

Every beat of my heart,

For the duration of my life...

I'm spoiled...

By a love that loves the simple man in me,

While letting the better man inside of me run free,

I'm spoiled...

By a docile kiss that reaches down to my toes,

Intertwined into my soul,

Leaving this 1man, always wanting more,

I'm spoiled....

By a love that can soothe the raging beast,

That hides deep inside, the man of me

I'm spoiled....

By a surreal touch that soothes my mind,

When life miseries make my soul silently cry,

I'm spoiled....

By a love that justifies,

Being in my life,

I'm spoiled...

By a love my being wears so right,

I can no longer live without its presence in my life,

I'm spoiled...

By a smile that not only lights up my whole life,

But is worn by a wonderful woman, I proudly call "My Wife"...

I'm spoiled

By a jolt of generosity of your love,

That must of came from the heavens above,

That has been stuffed into my heart,

Until death, do us part

I'm spoiled

By your love that burns so bright,

It has lead the path way to a happier, and excelled life

I'm spoiled...

Without a second guess,

That I have been blessed,

By the heavens above,

With a undying love,

I'm spoiled....

By the enraptured love you have brought to this life,

For the duration of our lives...

I've been spoiled

Helplessly

Hopelessly

Horrendously

By being deeply in love with thee

I've been spoiled

By a simple love,

From a complex woman...

Love letter ........ Prose Poem ... Revisited ...

I awaken his morning feeling alone

My arms are stretched out, but no one is there

The feel of the warmth generated from your body eludes my touch

The softness of your flesh is now just a memory

The essence of you is no longer beside me

But as my body rolls over, and my eyes slowly opens, the lingering scent of you flows inside my nostrils, triggering the deep love and affection I have for you

A love and affection that has lasted through the times of life tribulations, life sorrows, life joys

A roller coaster ride of life, that has left my heart full of satisfaction, gratitude and a divine love

Even if my eyes were never to see you again, the essence of my love for you would never die

My mind knows you are standing just behind the open bedroom door, but I still sit here feeling lonely for you, because my heart has become spoiled from the generosity of love your heart has showered upon me over the years of my being

A Being that has entwine with yours as one for such a long time

A love my heart knows, that will last for the rest of the duration of our lives

I love you my dearest, and I will never stop loving you, not even after the last beat of my heart...

Love Unknown Letter ....... Prose Poem

Before you, I knew about the meaning of love,

I knew how soft love touch would be,

How kindness flowed from the bottom of a lover’s heart,

How genteel of a person love would be,

How sugary sweet love kisses, would taste on my lips,

And how its taste, would linger forever in my mind

I knew love long before you came into my life

I knew how love, was suppose to feel in my heart

I knew how love, was suppose to feel when it wrapped around my soul

I knew how love, was suppose to feel when you were near me

I knew how love withdrawn, was suppose to feel when the times I could not be near you

I know how love devotion, brought the love of two, to a love of one meaning,

I knew love, long before I knew you,

But when you came into my life, you completed that love, I knew all so well...

PJ….