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 

Pain brings gain

Lick me fast, bite me hard, put on those nipple clamps, give me a night of pain, it makes me wet and damp

Would you get the paddle out, put your flogger across my skin, do some kinky things to me, let the pain begin

The pain seems to quiet me, it helps to soothe my soul, so give me the pain and pleasure now, to get it is my goal

Leave your little bruises. Put bite marks on my thighs, tell me I'm your favourite toy, even if it is a lie

I want you to strap me down, do the bonds up nice and tight, get out the hot wax, let's play with some ice tonight

Use me like a playground, do anything you like
as long as you bring some pain, you can give me all I need, help me calm my brain

Love me, hurt me, please mix the pleasure in with pain, make me orgasm then cum real hard and then let's start again

THE KINKY POET 

Praying and playing at your altar

I'm kneeling at the sacred altar but I'm not here to pray, I'm hungry for your pussy and I want eat today

I know you are so juicy, I'm thirsty to taste your wine, let me between your legs, I want to make your pussy mine

My tongues dancing, flicking around your engorged clit, using my thumbs too gently spread your soaking delicious slit

I want to feel your legs around my neck, I love to feel your pussy's heat, feeling your pussy's lips pressed on mine, truly is a treat

Use your hands to guide my mouth, push me deep inside, let my tongue slide in real deep, I'll spread your pussy wide

Your sacred pussy's heavenly, it looks like the perfect Rose but I adore all of you, from your head down to your toes

You are a sexual goddess, there's no sexier place to play, once I've fed my lust, then at your altar I will pray

THE KINKY POET 

Pictures of a Devil

Click goes your camera, your a Devil dressed in Red, a sexy dress covers your delicious curves, a tail and horns upon your head

You make sexy poses, you take naughty pictures on your phone, you send them to your poet boy, to look at when he's on his own

Pictures of your sexy curves, glimpses of your inner thigh, just the very thought of you, will make your poet sigh

He's has a hunger to see you, he has a ravenous greed, he has a desire to see you dressed up, it's like some kinky need

He lays there in the dark, he thinks of how you'd look, he waits there with baited breath, wondering how many pictures have been took

How sexy will you look, the poet hopes to see pretty eyes, I guess he will just have to wait, he can't wait for the surprise

Soon it will be Halloween, in the outfit you'll look a treat, when it comes to being a horny Devil, he knows you can't be beat

THE KINKY POET 

My Goddess, my nighttime Queen

You come visit me in my dreams, you seduce me every night, you take me in your loving arms, where you hold me tight

I feel your body's so close to mine, I'm looking at your face, the only thing between us is your lingerie of Red lace

I feel your heart beating, your fingers entwined in mine, we share the hopes and secrets, we've carried for the longest time

We discuss absolutely everything, you review my latest rhyme, you say you even love the fact, they're about you all the time

Stanzas about how you make me feel, lines filled by my erotic desires, words expressing cravings, on how you light my fires

We share soft and sensual kisses, some nights it's dress up or kinky play,  then I'm left with poetry, at the beginning of each day

So I'm so glad you come to me, you're my Goddess, my nighttime Queen, how I wish you lived in my world and not within my dream

THE KINKY POET