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Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

All of It – A Poem

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Hands

All of It ~

 

She’s everything,
cute, luscious,devine
wickedly mischievous
a show off, and needy,
funny yet pinch your nipples
serious at times
A passionate soul,
with a demanding nature to be
nurtured and loved and
hugged.
Eyes which twinkle yet bore
into yours, wanting
and wanting
more
and more and more
Damn she’s a chore.
But oh boy, when she asks for
more.
You know what I mean
You smile, because you want to
give it.
With her, your in it.
Deep….balls and all.
To the wall…to the floor…
in her arms and she in yours
and is there any
better place to be?

 

 

by Philip Wardlow

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Haikus of many flavors

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Skipping ~pretty

My mind skips to you,

Hip kick, quippy smile girl

I try not to trip.

 

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My Hands ~sexy

I smile knowingly,

her breasts were made for my hands

As were other parts.

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Whispers ~Mirror

Hidden words whisper,

As her soul shouts to be heard

Mirror doesn’t tell.

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Little Kitten ~angrykitten3

Kittens fangs are short

Paws petite, but claws sharpened

Feral to the bone.

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Fire ~flame-symbol

Roaring fires burn

buried deep in the mind

my eyes shine with it.

 

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Red Wine ~sexy+wine

Keyed up in body

Red mixed with red finds the head

as my eyes find you.

 

 

 

By Philip Wardlow

 

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Taken – an Erotic Poem

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Taken –
In silent repose in bedtaken
she read.
Night enshrouded her.
Eyes heavy from the day
as sleep was soon to come.
*
*
A creaking of the stairs
revealed of his approach
A small kiss goodnight
then to leave again as always…alas
*
*
Book put aside as he entered,
his handsome rugged smile
found hers as he approached
bedside.
*
*
A light kiss on full lips
along with his lingering cologne
clinging to his pores
caused her to sigh inside.
*
*
Light kiss turned to an insistence
pressure as a rough hand found
her breast…squeezing hard in intention.
*
*
Blankets flung back,
quick hands grabbed at panties
pulling them down thighs, to calves
to feet, then off in a flick.
*
*
Dark brown eyes dilated to drink her
in like a heady red wine.
*
*
Strong hands grabbed at knees forcing
legs open wide,
asking for no permission.
Head dove between thighs
sweetly kissing her other lips.
*
*
She bucked and thrashed as
his attentions below
had taken her well in hand.
The dance with tongue so delicate and
precise.
*
*
He grabbed both her arms by the wrist,
holding them tight at her sides to calm
the body that could not resist
the rising within.
*
*
She rode on wave after wave,
with each successive one ever higher.
*
*
His ardor had risen complete as his
hardness moved up her thighs
pressing, wanting a deep kiss of its
own.
*
*
His eyes found hers as he
entered, sliding into her tight wetness
They moaned in unison at the shared
pleasure as he filled her with him.
*
*
Time evaporated for the next
minutes or hours as he owned her.
Completely.
He was denied nothing as he took
her savagely, pushing and pulling
himself into her.
Biting a shoulder, or her neck, enveloping
a breast with his mouth.
No part of her body was left untouched.
In this instant he lived within her body
This was his domicile to come and go as
he wished.
*
And she welcomed it all…
by Philip Wardlow 2014
Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

A shot – A small Poem

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shot-glass

A Shot-

I took a double shot of her,

downed her in one gulp at the bar,

smooth tasting …

then I placed the shot glass gently down and walked away…

 

by Philip Wardlow

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Forces – A poem by Philip Wardlow

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Forces  –
The needle moves
ever so slightly
on the seismograph.
Tracing an outline on paper of a potential
with no timetable.
Tensions, Friction, and Pressures
are building,
As traces of you run through
the cracks and fissures of
my brain.
A low rumble not discernible by the naked ear emits
a pocket of trapped steam released from a
great depth.
Building, ever building.
Keep your distance,
it’s not safe to be so close.
to the summit.
For there is no telling when
I might explode.
By Philip Wardlow
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Desire – by Meg Myers – A an eerie erotic music Video

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She scares me and I like it…..:)

 

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Watching you Read – An erotic love Poem

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Reading

Watching you Read –

Eyes downcast.

Intent.

Hardbound book in hand,

fingers lay splayed around its spine

caressing it with a familiar grip.

An upward curl of your  lips,

as baby blues dilate

momentarily

to drink in the words upon the page.

What adventure do you ride into?

What romance causes the rush I

see to come to pale pink cheeks?

Does the beat of your heart quicken, as

the rising action lifts your senses to the edge,

only to send you cascading off a cliff?

You are a mystery written in a foreign tongue, a conundrum, an enigma, a puzzle

within  a puzzle.

Had I the time

to spy all my days

as you luxuriate with knees

drawn up in quiet

meditation,

lost in a world of someone’s else’s

creation.

I would count myself a very

lucky man.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

All she Really Wants – A Poem

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All she really wants –Sharing
She walks on silent
tip toe to my room
Enters without knocking.
and says nothing as she crawls
in with me beneath the covers.
She is naked and warm
as she lays alongside me.
I embrace her,
arm around her shoulders,
her head nestled in my neck.
One of her naked legs lies
between my own.
Her soft cheek upon my chest
as her hand wraps my  waist.
This is all she wants this night.
Nothing more. Skin to skin
Sharing the same warmth.
I hold her hand in mine
and we simply fall asleep.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Bad Boy Finished – A Poem by Philip Wardlow

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Bad Boy FinishedBB

What is it with the female

persuasion that

clings to the

notion that

danger

is a delicious dish?

You smile, you laugh

as you believe the stories,

the promises, and the kismet

collected in your

nightstand drawer

that you sift through every once

in awhile to tell yourself

that surely it existed,

because a fool is

something you’ve

never been.

Was your pride

greater than his,

to think you

met up to

his

invisible measuring

stick he never

cared to share?

Tell me.

What’s so great about this

bad boy you came to love?

What’s so great about this

fool who dared to hurt someone

such as you.

Tell me he was true.

Tell me he was everything

and I’ll shut the fuck up.

 by Philip Wardlow 2013

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Peek – A wee little Poem by Philip Wardlow

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peek

Did you get a good peek?  She asked.

I got more than a peek, I say

Because I have quick eyes…

and I’m always looking your way

when you walk by.

by Philip Wardlow