Just a moment.... Prose poem ... Thoughts series ....

Motionless,

I lay in the living room floor,

While waning life moments bore my mind,

As half close eyes,

Watch movement on the TV

Out of the corner of my eye,

I watch her body slowly crawl up to mine,

Then gingerly spoon into me

As my arms move across her breast,

And slowly pull our bodies into one,

Life boring moment is dissipated,

By her simple jester of love

 1Manview © 11-26– 2016

Merit ... Thoughts series .. Musing ...

It's hard to find a love,

That will love you the same,

But with you I have found a love, 

That's more then I deserve ....

1Manview © 2-18 – 2015

Summer tease.... Thought series... Musing ...

Morning sun swings low

Damp chill presence is felt in the air

Summer blooms tilt with wilt

Nature fall colors struggle, to become robust

Because the hint of summer warmth fights it off

Even though fall has slowly, surely, arrived

Summer still try to remain

Sometimes only In a distance breeze

Or with a streaming burst of hot sun warming rays, with clear skies

But soon, summer will only be just a memory

Of another summer, that has passed

R.I.P...

Life... Thought Series ...

Without passion, 

There's no life

Without life,

There's no passion

Without you

I have no life

Because you are

My only passion in life ...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

True love ... Thought series .... Musing

True love is never ending,

Just life itself,

As we know it..

1Manview © 8-27– 2014

What is love? ... Musing ... (Thoughts series)

(What is love)
Song play in the background,

My thoughts drifts on a conversation,

I had with my good friend

He talked about his share of woman over the years,

He boosted about his prowess,

He smiled when mentioning my lack of numbers before I met you,

He laughed as if it was important to me,

But his prideful smile left his face, 

When my voice proclaimed I knew what love is,

Heartache was a thing of the past,

Loneliness was only when you weren't near me,

And it would vanished, whenever my eyes laid on your presence

I had no game,

I needed no game,

Because once you came into my life,

The games were over;

While his heart was still searching for love,

Love was as near as a gentle hug before me,

While he was making what he called love in the middle of the night,

I basked in true love all day and night,

Because when you came into my life,

You showed me what love is,

You shoved me how to love

When our conversation was over,

That confident smile had left his face,

It had been replaced with the look of uncertainly on it,

Because he realized after all these years of what he thought was conquest,

Was failure

He had failed to find that one woman,

Who would show him what true love is,

Like you had shown me...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Home alone.... Musing ... (Thoughts series) .......

House empty and quiet like I like it,

Peace of mind,

Do as I please

Same old movies are on the TV,

Same old songs playing on the radio,

My eyes drift out the window glancing where the car would be,

Finding a empty space,

My mind wonders where the heck is she now,

She said she would be right back

Breakfast is eaten,

Lunch is inside me,

Dinner is on my mind

Dishes are done,

Kitchen floor is swept,

Carpet is vacuumed,

Even took out the garbage before it was full

I now sit in front of the computer screen, 

Trying to be busy, but my mind dwells on the emptiness of home alone,

And how it's starting to become a bore

Phone rings,

No, she's not home,

Phone rings again,

No, she's not home again,

Phone rings once again,

Temper has flared, refuse to answer the damn thing

I move from my den and sit down in the living room.

One eye is on the TV, 

While the other is looking out the front door watching for anything that moves,

My hearing tunes out the sounds of the TV, and tune in for sounds of the car driving up the driveway,

I slump in the chair, wondering why do I belief her when she say , I'll be right back, 

When I know that right back means tomorrow,

I stayed home because I thought I wanted some time alone,

But, the next time, I will ask my heart first ....

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Seasons changes (But not love) .. Thoughts series ....

Seasons changes,

Making the old give way to the new,

What once was vivid green in color, is now covered with the color white,

What was once steamy hot, is now freezing cold,

The sidewalk you swept with a broom, you now plow it with a shovel, 

Then seasons changes again,

And what was ice, now turns into water,

What was a cocoon hiding in a sheltered corner,

Is now a yellow butterfly, soaring in the calm of warm winds,

But just like the hue of blue in God's sky,

The love between us, 

Will always feel like new .....

1Manview © 1999 – 2014