Category Archives: The EROTIC ZONE

Finding her Hue


Hair a fire
cascades,
burning down to shoulders
bare.

Coy smile
seemingly innocent
but decadent
in desires running deep

I let her play the
victim to my victories
in her game
of dalliance.

Her mind is sharp,
keen is the blade
that is her tongue
which flicks
cutting through
my resolve.

Wickedly wonderful in her
need with a phrase or
two
at the sins she wishes
met upon her in bed

Angel eyes
wrapped in dark devil may care,
dare invitation.

And I dare…

Sweet pomegranate
Lips burst,
feeding my own, as my
lips stalk her body
slyly.

White alabaster
skin kissed with
the softness
of an innocent
doe, ache for my caress.

Voluptuous, sumptuous
hips play a rhythm
as my hands roam
to and fro.
Her beneath me
as I have now slipped
within.

And her world falls
away to that
secret place
only she knows

But I have a hint
of where she
goes.
In the way she curls
her toes.
When I cause
her world to flip
and transpose
to explode
in a vibrant
violent
calming
blue
fading
fading
dissolving
gradually into
all the hues
that ever were
of the color
blue.

Philip Wardlow 2018

My Ardor is Up


A delicate vulnerability
resides in her thighs,
with a resolve for action
in the utmost that
I dare not deny.
She’s a damsel in distress
but the dangers
in herself
and I’m in her,
and her sights
to hopefully
take it all away.
I see through everything
she once hid
Naked in body, now
naked in mind,
unmaking the made
up mess wrought,
undressing
a form long sought
hard by my hand,
addressing all
the numerous afflictions
unhealed
kissing each away,
bit by slow bit
I lay within
eye to eye
arousal acute
and my ardor
still
on the rise.

by Philip Wardlow 2018

Desires of Red realized


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The ravaging of her
by me
is akin to a famished
man licking his plate clean,
then looking for more,
mouth open, and tongue tingling in anticipation
of feeding again on all the morsels
still not offered and hidden in
the closed secret cupboards of her that
are thrown open violently.
with a ravenous want
she heartedly
agrees in the taking of.

The thrill of her is
a fall of twelve thousand feet,
Plummeting, wind whipped by
a gravity of immense propositions
pulling me towards a
desirious body
that seeks my weight
to come crashing
into it,
only to  fall through and continue on
out the otherside
into her all over
again.
Forever falling.
Forever giving of everything
until our worlds
explode into
a thousand
times
a
thousand
colors
To slowly coalesce
into a calm
carressing
shade of vibrant
red
And a warm embrace.

By Philip Wardlow 2018

My Porcelain Princess


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She’s my porcelain princess,
precious and breakable
smooth like soft white cashmere
I love her most
wrapped naked up
under a blanket
Let me get it in under
and keep you warm
Let me get
In you
and ignite
that body
Setting it off
to melting
Drip, drip, dripping
Pale, snow thighs
opening
As I settle into my
home away from
home
Where, there is no place like you.
My caramelness
mingling,
In your pinkness,
My amber hands exploring
Pearly curves
waiting to be found
as I delve deep
into your embrace softly
electric
Your kiss kinetic,
falling with potential
Into you as you beg
for more and more
of me.
And oh,
I give it to
My little porcelain girl

I Dreamt of Francesca


 

Her face is always shadowed
in my dreams
Yet, if I ever saw her in
the waking world
I know she would shine
like warm magic
radiating across
a darkened room
like a beacon.
No matter the distance I
stood,
her gaze
would find my own
staring into the heart
of her.
Deep and knowing,
she would see
that missing part
long sought
Seen only in her own dreams of me.
I would kiss her then,
without a doubt.
My hands on her waist
pulling her in,
just ever so.
No resistance would come
Only a heavy sigh
of her finally
coming home.

by Philip Wardlow 2018

Sex Doll


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Long hair, thick thighs
Open innocence,
with intense eyes
Soft curve to the hips
delicate lips to kiss
Inviting ass to smack
Small breasts, nipples erect
pointing,
Beckoning me to come close
Your need is programmed in
as you smile just so
nude in relaxed repose,
Legs opening with expectation seeking further investigation
laying newly gifted upon my bed,
On cue, she says ,” What would you have me do, this body is yours and yours alone, take of me of what you will, for I am just your Sex Doll, forever and ever in need of only you.”
“Wrong,” I say
You own me as much as I own you,
for your design from top to bottom
has caused me to become undone
It holds me in thrall
Complete.
Let’s both seek fulfilling
and delicious trouble
my little sex doll.

 

By Philip Wardlow 2018

That thing she does


My Red can be annoying,
unconsciously ignoring,
as she falls into a world all
her own
with me almost fully removed
as she dips her toes
into that other place, that’s
hard to reach when she’s in it.

But I’m not a thin skinned,
needy meek man
I have my own thing
and she gives me the me in me
that I need to be.

Besides, I like when she goes there
for it’s beautiful to see
that intensity
that determination
to grab part of life
Her life.
I love that most about her,
It’s inspiring.

Oh, and when she finally looks up
and gets up
and saunters over smiling
mischievously
I know that the
attentions gonna
soon be all on me.

by Philip Wardlow 2018

Desire for You


It’s everything,
this desire for you.
Warmth pervading,
breath catching,
a tight tension of need
to be close.
Cashmere has nothing on the softness
of your pale skin as
two fingertips trace
lines from out to inner
thighs.
Your hips fill my hands all the
while your sweet cinnamon
smell wraps around, clutching,
drawing me in closer
to delve the depths
of you, in all the secret
tastes you offer
your only lover,
me.
So you better know
this desire for you tonight
shall not go to waste.

 

By Philip Wardlow 2018

My Dreamcatcher


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She enchanted me
pulling me into her dreams
No moment in time clearly defined
when it came to her
From Iguanas spelled with an E
Hoola Hoops spinning
Trampoline jumping to blue skies
To dancing in the kitchen
…please come see,
all the many talents that reside in her
She’s a spitfire and a rogue,
who doesnt like to do as she’s told
“Mucho mean Maria” takes no prisoners
Fearless of heights, but won’t walk a frozen pond,
Yet, she’ll dance on and on to our
favorite song long after everyone
is gone from the floor.
A tenacious Princess with a kiss
full of spells that intertwine and weave and reach deep into me.
She’s magical, a delicate delight
that’s why I intend to make
her my wife.

By Philip Wardlow 2018

 

With you


I met you with a kiss and a dance
and that’s how I will always want it with you
soft red lips on mine
and a melody
to move us fast or slow
Living in the passion
playing in that playground
of music and light touch
little girl
So take my hand so I can always
twirl you to the moon
and watch you fall back to me
with that beautiful mischievous smile
on your face
that holds me like
no other woman
possibly ever could.

 

by Philip Wardlow 2018