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Her Body –


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Her Body

I noticed her body after her beguiling faced walked in.

It spoke and sang to me with a swaying of heavy hip action.

If only I could dial back my desire then the stars would align,

but the god given geometry wrapping around that frame

would make a chaste man wonder why he went insane

as he saw curves creating arcs upon arcs

intertwining to manifest into shapes

only nature could conceive.

In the lovely female form

there’s a weakness

in me because as she

walks across the room

I continue to gaze while my

rapture increases knowing her body is

hidden beneath thin layers that only deepen

the mystery of a softness that is surely there.

What if I were to simply let my hands wonder

where they wish to go, to peek lightly with

fingertips in a caress down her naked back

with all intent to travel on if my bold

desires permitted such an act.

I know my place, but she

will learn my charms,

she will see my face,

and look deep into

my eyes and

wonder if

tonight I

am her

fate.

By Philip Wardlow

 

 

Sexing you up on Friday the 13th – A poem


 

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Sexing you up on Friday the 13th~

 

 

Hey you,

in those vicious black heels,

What kind of luck do I need to get them

off you, or pressed into me?

I see you in the broken mirror

bent over with all your

loveliness revealed.

What mojo are you channeling today?

What’s in that juju bag you  are rattling

my way?

Black things, hidden things, shadowed

intentions of import,

all centered on the

sex enshrouded you.

It calls like a black cat down

the alley of discontent.

How lucky do I have to be?

Or unlucky, depending

on what lurks behind

those eyes.

I’m stepping on cracks, &  going under

ladders trying to get you

in bed.

I’m daring like that,

besides you have to believe

in all that mumbo jumbo

for it to have power

over you,

and I’ve never been one

to think a simple number

ever held sway over me

regarding you.

Superstitious or not.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015