THE KINKY POET

The dream weaver

Let me into your late night dreams, there's nothing I won't do, whisper to me your fantasies, I'll make them all come true

All your sordid wishes, the desires of which you'd never tell, I'm your kinky dream weaver, I can cast you any spell

In the dark it's just you and me, no one else will know what happens here, let out your darkest sexual secrets, you have no need for fear

I can bring you anything, I have the dream weavers touch, I'm the Sandman of kinky, no naughty fantasies to much

Pick a time, pick a place and outfit, I promise you won't go to hell, let loose your inner freak and I promise not to tell

Sex toys, pain and bondage, two men or girl on girl, just tell me your inner secrets, let's give your kinks a whirl

I can't help if you don't tell, let me help you soak your sheets and bed, just whisper to me your dream weaver, I'm here inside your head

THE KINKY POET 

A revamped and changed piece

I am a broken poet

If I was really capable I'd just nail you too the wall, give you my entire body, I'd share with you my all

But I'm a broken poet, who can only seduce with a rhyme, so I choose my words carefully, I want to make you mine

Lines full of tenderness some with a subtle hint of lust, cheeky snippets of desire, to make you smile's a must

Touching you with stanzas, doing the things my broken body cannot do, making love to you with my mind, though my passions strong and true

Words of seduction describing all my feelings of desire, hoping to ignite in you a deep wild hunger and a lustful fire

Whispers across the void, I pour pure honey in your ear, secrets and fantasies designed to bring you near

All these things I send to you, whilst I'm here on my own, come from deep inside my heart, then written on my phone

So though I can't touch your body, I'm broken and we're worlds apart, don't doubt the things I write, they came straight from my heart

THE KINKY POET 

Escalation

In my dreams we often snuggle, to hold you is such bliss but things can escalate real quickly, the moment that we kiss

When your lips are pressed on mine, it ignites a burning fire, my heart then begins to race, I'm soon full of a wild desire

I become ravenous for your body, I ache with the need to touch, my hands move over you, your curves really are too much

Every inch that I map sends little sparks right through my skin, my thoughts which started off quite pure are now ravaged by wild sin

I want to tie you down, use your body, own you totally, i want your mind and soul, gone are thoughts of just holding you, now having you is my goal

Like a beast I want to be fed, I'll bite you and I'll claw, once I've taken all you've got to give, I'll still be wanting more

This has come from one tender moment, escalated from a single kiss, I hope in my dream tonight, we snuggle then we kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Fantasy write, from a crazy dream I had

Collar and a chain

My phone pings it's delicious pictures of you, sent to blow my brain, you're wearing just a sexy smile, a collar and a chain

I can see every inch of you, from your head down to ýour toes, every single gorgeous curve, your pretty little nose

I'm mesmerized by your eyes, I adore your kinky grin, it's a mixture of innocence, with a hefty hint of sin

God it makes me want you but I know you're dreams away, now I can't help myself, I think of you all day

I imagine I held the chain, I could lead you to my bed, where you'd spend the night with me for real and not just in my head

I'd suck upon your nipples, put my owners mark upon your skin, take you every way possible, a magical night of sin

All this from some photograph's sent down to my phone, they bring so much pleasure, when I'm on my own

So thank you for my pictures, they're such a special gift, you really made my evening, you gave me such a lift

THE KINKY POET 

Lust in a lift

We're standing in the office lift, you look so sexy in that skirt, you drop a file and bend over to retrieve it, you're dirty little flirt

Your ass is slightly showing, your stockings are in view, desire takes a hold of me, I know what i must do

I hit the emergency stop, I pull you close to me, I turn away the lifts camera so security couldn't see

We start kissing deeply, my tongue searches out your mouth, I move my hands across your tits, before they slide down south

You spread your legs so willingly, past your lace panties my fingers creep, I thrust them deeply inside you, I feel your pussy seep

I turn you around to face the lift door, I slide my cock inside, holding tight onto your hips, I begin to pound and ride

I see your reflection in the lift door it's made of shiny chrome, I see the pleasure in your face, you push back and start to moan

Soon you are cumming, moments later you're full of seed, we reorganise our messed up clothing, trying to cover up the deed

You kiss me and press the button, the lift stops at your floor, you give me one last flash, then it's off to work once more

THE KINKY POET 

Raging fire

Desires wash over me when you come into my mind, I start to have sexy thoughts of the most naughty kinky kind

Bondage, sex toys I've even imagined you locked up in a cage, there awaiting my pleasure, to release my sexual rage

Hanging you off a high beam, a leather flogger crashes against your skin, dildos of different sizes, buried deep within

Smudging your painted lipstick, staring intently at your face, running my hands wildly across your curves, feeling outfits of red lace

Nipple clamps, butt plugs, you're my sex toy for the night, strapping you to a bench, with bonds done up real tight

Biting at your tender flesh, little bruises forming as I go, I place them discreetly on you, so only you know

Filling every single hole you are my sexual playground, you I own, I take some sexy photographs and keep them on my phone

I never know when you'll spring to mind, when I'll be awash with wild desire, I love to feel this need for you, it's like a raging fire

THE KINKY POET 

Lost my mum 17 years ago and I wrote this in her memory

17 years of tears

Seventeen long years ago, the Angel's got their way, i couldn't stop them taking you, no matter how hard I seemed to pray

Why did they take you, there was so much still to share, now I have a whole in my heart and a pain so hard to bare

Surely they didn't need you, as much as i did down here, there's still moments when I cry for you, my tears still sting and sear

There were plenty others the Angel's could have had, but they chose the best I guess, though it made me sad

You taught me so many things, you taught me right from wrong, but mum you never taught me, what to do once you were gone

How to cope without you, to deal with this pain inside my heart, to find the strength to carry on, now we are apart

For Seventeen years ive struggled, I think about you every day, I still hate those Angel's, who stole my mum away

But when you up in heaven, watching me from up above, I hope you see this poem, I hope you feel my love

 
Ron 

I creep

Reaching out across the void, to seduce you through the night, we've shared some special kinky moments, so lets share a dream tonight

To wrap myself within your dream, to share a dream like kiss, to share your body heat throughout this night, simply is my wish

Sharing some sexy moonlit time, our bodies mould right into one, with a perfect sexual synchronicity, we race towards the Sun

Our bodies fueled by desire, together driven by our lust, we explore all our kinky sides, safe in each other's trust

Safe we let loose our kinky demon's, we are secure to release our beast, we are devouring each other, on our fantasies we both feast

Ravenous with no restrictions, we are both creatures of the night, thriving off the excitement of our sexual fantasies tonight

Seduction across the void, it happens when we sleep, it's when we can be together, as into your dreams I creep

THE KINKY POET 

Lingerie dreams

Eyes wandering all over you, mapping every luscious curves, watching every move you make, each little sway and swerve

You glide around in my dreams you do a hypnotic dance, wearing lacey lingerie, I'm lost so deep in trance

My gaze is fixed upon you, I try to coax you to come to me, you smile and stay just out of reach, regardless of my plea

You hold all the power, you're the one with complete control, you decide my fate at night, you own my heart and soul

You throw titbits, sweet morsels you get close then move away, you tell me about the lingerie you bought the other day

Knowing my mind would go crazy, desperate to have a look, I dream of you in lingerie and of photos, the ones you never took

But a kinky poet can be hopeful as crazy as it might seem, of seeing you in outfits of which till now, I can only dream

THE KINKY POET 

Nought but ash

Come lay your head upon my chest, hear my heartbeat call your name, when I'm gone and nought but ash, my love will still remain

For out there in the universe will be my feelings written down in rhyme, expressing my love for you, that will last now for all time

Stanzas full of passion, lines written from deep within my heart, saying I'm with you always, even when we seem apart

If at anytime you ever need me just look inside your dreams, reach out you'll find me there, I'm closer than it seems

I'm only a single thought away, I'm in your heart and head, next time you're on your pillow, just dream me to your bed

I'll be there to wrap myself around you, to protect you and hold you tight, you'll be safe within your dream, I'm your guardian of the night

So when things seem tough, remember you're never on your own, my love for you has been written down, I'm always on your phone

THE KINKY POET