Salvajemente de ti habla tu pena y en nieve llora tu extinta mano. Tapizas níveo mi amor temprano y tu sangre en verso por mí resuena. [¿Qué será de mí y este yo abatido si tú no estás, si ora sólo te alejas sigilosamente tras las estrellas?] Ferozmente en ronco silencio truena ésta, la voz … More #282

Tengo miedo a que  mi vida siempre sea antártica marina y deambule en infinito por áreas de inviernos rigurosos. Que no haya un punto medio en mis tercianas y este terreno tan compacto me induzca al encamado. Siento angustia por mojar mis pies en nuevos lodos y no saber crear otras figuras con mis suelos … More #260

Amarga alarma Lava la cara tarada Arrastra las anclas clavadas a la carnaza amarrada a la cama Rasgar las sabanas.  Para Saltar a la batalla  Nada de tablas Ganar, ganar, ganar. amar la mañana Amarse hasta al alma

No me presentes como “la hija de tal” ni me sonrías sólo por ese motivo. Que para ti soy ésa por la que un día dijiste que volaban mariposas. A la que la preguntabas qué era el amor y tú mismo la respondías para asfixiar su aleteo. No hables conmigo si lo que menos te … More #243 [2192]

Moist droplets  Ease past swollen lips Wet panties lowered Knees rise toward bosom Heated fingertips slide in slippery feminine sweat… Desire consumes loins As thoughts of us rekindle the passion we shared last night Intertwined as one... (C)1ManView

Moist droplets  Ease past swollen lips Wet panties lowered Knees rise toward bosom Heated fingertips slide in slippery feminine sweat… Desire consumes loins As thoughts of us rekindle the passion we shared last night Intertwined as one... (C)1ManView

Moist droplets  Ease past swollen lips Wet panties lowered Knees rise toward bosom Heated fingertips slide in slippery feminine sweat… Desire consumes loins As thoughts of us rekindle the passion we shared last night Intertwined as one... (C)1ManView

Sir body shifted behind mine Blinding my sight of him My body stiffened from the urge of anticipation Suddenly I felt him along side of me Almost in my left eye front view His body didn't move His voice didn't speak He just stood there straight and tall Letting the silence inside the room hold my attention Seduce my thoughts  Finally an outreach hand caressed the small of my back Gingerly eased around the roundness of my ass Then slowly back again The second time was more surreal than the fir

Stagnated eyes   Watch the coming of another virgin morning Sluggish lungs   Breath in a quiet breath Than exhale   Remotely quiet In the shadow of the window she stood  In the pivotal of my vision Causing delirium to overtake my mind state As catastrophic want filtered through the irony of just having before: Before the need of wanting more  Ever began Seen    Is her naked flesh that hasten the urge Being near   Hasten the urgency of the urge   Of wanting more Enough   Is in my mind vo

Stagnated eyes   Watch the coming of another virgin morning Sluggish lungs   Breath in a quiet breath Than exhale   Remotely quiet In the shadow of the window she stood  In the pivotal of my vision Causing delirium to overtake my mind state As catastrophic want filtered through the irony of just having before: Before the need of wanting more  Ever began Seen    Is her naked flesh that hasten the urge Being near   Hasten the urgency of the urge   Of wanting more Enough   Is in my mind vo

Hard befriends wet slit Amused between soft wet walls Laid to rest  was hard (c) 1ManView

Silhouette of naked body hid in the dim light of the room Fingertips find  than ease over feminine folds  l ightly skimming over its crescent curves  that slowly swell under the softness of fingertips touch As she slept-  as if commanded-  her legs open wider-  letting my touch reach further-   strum over the soft flesh of her folds easier -steadier Petite body gingerly shift   her back slightly arch   as soft moans reached out of the shadow of her mouth while my fingertips slip through the sli

Silhouette of naked body hid in the dim light of the room Fingertips find  than ease over feminine folds  l ightly skimming over its crescent curves  that slowly swell under the softness of fingertips touch As she slept-  as if commanded-  her legs open wider-  letting my touch reach further-   strum over the soft flesh of her folds easier -steadier Petite body gingerly shift   her back slightly arch   as soft moans reached out of the shadow of her mouth while my fingertips slip through the sli

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: (Please push play Ding-Dong... Door open The beginning to a new ending begin.... Lights down low That look in your eyes look more like you what to go  Instead of trying to make us work once more I'm here You're way over there Silence fills the room with its thick air  Making my mind wonder if you still really care You und

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: (Please push play Ding-Dong... Door open The beginning to a new ending begin.... Lights down low That look in your eyes look more like you what to go  Instead of trying to make us work once more I'm here You're way over there Silence fills the room with its thick air  Making my mind wonder if you still really care You und

 In the dark wakes of the night Wetness of perspiration flows from our flesh like water flows over a mountaintop Deep inside my ravine his staff rides with long: Slow Strokes Penetrating deep inside my feminine wake Making gushing sounds as his girth rides back and forth between the taut-ness of my  wet walls grip Slowly  he ride my wants: My will: My need: My soul into submission As my inner gusher slowly rise to the top Large beads of his sweat fall on the middle of my back Mixing his body

My wetness lowered down on his cock that felt harder than steel  A piece of steel I'm about to ride like a car ride on steel chrome wheels But when this ride is over, we'll both know who got the best of this sexual deal Once the pink-ness of my walls covered the smooth bald head of his towering shaft  Inch by inch my taut pliable walls slid down the velvet soft flesh of his hard mast Filling my womb with sensations so sheer my lungs couldn't even produce a whispering  gasp Down...  Down...