THE KINKY POET

Over

Reach across the dream world, let us lay as one, our entwined bodies laid together, until again your stolen by the Sun

Sharing the softest kisses, your painted lips brush mine,  the feeling of naked skin on skin truly was devine

My hands running on your curves, your nipples standing tall, hard, erect, it was plainly obvious, my touch had the right effect

I slide my hands inside your thighs, your wetness feels so good, I push a finger deep inside, with my thumb I strum your hood

Grinding on my fingers, your pussy's muscles start to clamp, your pussy's getting wetter and the sheets are getting damp

I can't let your wine go to waste, I slide between your thighs, I love to hear you moaning, I adore your sexual sighs

With each lap you rise in time, with each probe you start to fall, with perfect synchronicity, you give to me your all

Juices running in my mouth, it's like pure heaven in my tongue, I get to drink from your sacred chalice, until I've made you cum

Exhausted and sated, we lay together just waiting on the Sun, my heart missing you already, for soon this dream is done

THE KINKY POET 

Marshmallows on top

Baby let me shower you, let me dry then brush your hair, I love this part of our life, I love to show I care

After mad dirty kinky sex, I just want to bring you near, to show you the aftercare, to make my feelings clear

To smother you in tenderness, to make you feel just like a Queen, because I know I'm lucky to have you, I'm the cat whose got the cream

Snuggling with hot chocolate, I've sprinkled marshmallows on the top, simple loving gestures, to show my love for you won't stop

Wrapped up in my loving arms, we share a long embrace, I love to look into those eyes, you've such a pretty face

Fingers entwined in lovers knots, you lay your head upon my chest, we lay silent within the moment, I love this feeling best

My adoration for you knows no bounds, I love the nights we share, from wild kinky frantic sex, to tender aftercare

THE KINKY POET 

Fuck me now

I don't care what you're doing just get down on the floor, I know we fucked earlier but now I need some more

Suck my cock do it now, don't make me ask you twice, run your tongue around my head, that always feels so nice

Take off your lace panties or they're be off with just one rip, I'm not playing baby, i need your cunt right now, I'm desperate for a sip

Play with your nipples, I want to see you touch your tits, then slide your hand lower, dip deep inside your slit

Now you are very wet, slide slowly across my hungry face, soak me in your body's sex, whilst I lick your cunt at pace

Grind into my mouth, I just adore your pussy's taste, cum straight into my throat don't let none go to waste

Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, pound me nice and rough, I'm a addict for you, I simply can't get enough

Pound me, claw me, ride me hard, do all the things I say, then once I've had my fill of you, you can go about your day

THE KINKY POET 

Playtime treat

Tonight come and scratch my flesh, use your sharpened claws, tonight you can mark my skin, instead of me marking yours

Dig them in hard and deep, I want to see bruises on my skin, use me and abuse me, let's have a night of sin

Let me be all you desire, I want to be your kinky toy, do with me all you crave, I'm your nasty poet boy

Bring all your dirty playthings tonight you are  in charge, the only rule is no strap ons, especially that large

Beat me, bite me, claw me, do anything just make me cum, everything belongs to you but no playing with my bum

You can slap it, you can bite it, leave reminders of the night, just no fucking me in the ass, just leave it nice and tight

This is your special night, I'm now kneeling at your feet, make the most of being in charge. Enjoy this playtime treat

THE KINKY POET 

Steal your heart

With every line I send out across the void, I'm aiming at your heart, trying to bring you closer, though we're miles apart

Each stanza makes the net, cast out to make you mine, words sent to wrap you up, they are like seductive twine

Small snippets of hopes and fantasies are used by me as bait, titbits of honey, sent out to seal your fate

Poems sent to melt your heart, coming from my lonely bed, planting my seeds of desire, to blossom inside your head

So when alone you think of me, it builds up the heat within your skin, when you start to touch yourself, it's me your letting in

My hands that are touching you, my tongue lapping at your moistened hood, my cock sliding deep inside of you, it's me that feels so good

My poems are really me in words, so we are close but worlds apart, designed to make you feel adored and special, designed to steal your heart

THE KINKY POET 

The magic switch

Tonight in my dream I was given a gift, it was the switch of full control, it gave me the ability to turn you into my sexual doll

With a flick of the button I could change the outfit that you wore, anything from a demure lady to a sleazy whore

Do I have you tied hanging up, or spread Eagle on the bed, the only limits there are tonight are the limits in my head

With this switch I can fulfil all the sexual fantasies I crave, keep you locked up in a cage, like a full blown sexual slave

Put you in a pretty collar, I could take you for a walk, your eyes always on the floor, waiting for my say before you talk

The switch can change your hair style put make up on your face, no need to guess the lingerie, you'd be in Red lace

All this at a single flick of this magic switch, I could put us in a car but truly I don't need this gift, because you're perfect as you are

I don't want complete control, I want my dream girl as she is, I'd just love to see her every night, to me that would be bliss

So thank you for the magic switch but I don't need to have control, she's already everything I need, my loving dreamy doll

THE KINKY POET 

Fun in the sun

Oh it's bright beautiful sunny day let's go out and play, bring the picnic blanket, for once do as I say

Let's go find a meadow, lay our blanket spread out on the ground, let's go find somewhere private, where no one else's around

Where you shortest summer dress, leave your panties in the car, we could go to that woods, it isn't very far

Lay under the midday sun, share kisses and cuddles on our own, let me take pictures of you pussy on my phone

Make my cock go hard, it looks like an old sun dial, if I asked you nicely, perhaps you'd suck it for a while

Let me drink my favourite juice, it's been warmed up by the Sun, climb up onto my face, I want to make cum

Then spread yourself across me, don't get cum stains on your dress, I love outdoor fucking, but be careful of the mess

Your juice on my face, I'm drowning in your sexual wine, sex running down your thighs, a mixture of yours and mine

Out here in the meadow, you can scream and you can shout, let go your inhibitions because, you know that no one's about

Then once we've fucked in the Sun, we could find a place for dinner, romance and kinkyness, this day could be a winner

THE KINKY POET 

Broken on the floor

Sapiosexual play is fun, I get to play inside your head, imagination is my only limits, though I'm lying in my bed

I can tie you up in the woods, take you hostage in a car, anything is fair game, I can never go to far

Change locations in the blink of an eye, change the outfit that you wear, I just have to think of it and instantly we are there

Endless props and sex toys, they're instantly at my reach, hardcore or romantic, there's no boundaries I can breach

From bedroom to dungeon, from Blindfolded to face to face, I control everything, it makes my heart just pound and race

Use you as my sexual playground, make you my sexual slave, leave you waiting in your cage, desperate to do the things I crave

Desperate to serve me, it truly is your one and only goal, I own you totally, I own every single hole

Your mind soul and body, lives just to make me smile, to take me to a better world, if only for a while

In my Sapiosexual dream world, you make this broken poet whole once more, in this world I'm a man, not just broken on the floor

THE KINKY POET 

Playing in your mind

Resting comfy on your pillow. Snuggled all sleepy in your bed, do you feel the moment, I slide inside your head

I'm sitting quietly in the dark, waiting to play deep inside your mind, whispering depraved and sexual thoughts of the kinky kind

All thoughts grown from seeds I planted, in the words I sent in rhyme, flourishing in your mind late at night, I've ensnared you in a line

Wrapped you up in sexual stanzas, bound by the chains of my desires, you're drawn like moth to flame, into my lusts burning fires

Riveted by my fantasies, you have visions of the things I'd do, if all my dreams were realities and I was there with you

Do you drift off to find me, are you searching for me tonight, do I reach across the ethereal plain, for me to seduce you every night

When you're on your comfy pillow, do you willingly give yourself to me, do you give me all control, letting all your inhibitions to go free

THE KINKY POET 

Here to stay

Sexy and seductive lines pour like honey in your ear, the warmth of anticipation means, your poet must be near

Weaving his words like magic, he casts a sexual spell, you feel your panties dampening, you hope no one can tell

How did he get in your head, it's the middle of the day, he normally waits until bed time, before he comes out to play

Sending vivid pictures of kinky games, like films into your head or sliding in between your thighs when you're in your bed

Sending sensual kisses, creating heaven with his tongue, bringing you to orgasm many times before the night is done

Binding you to your bed, or locking you in a dungeon that's so damp and dark, with walls displaying toys of pain, to make your passions spark

So how did he get in your head, you've got no time to play, is it just a fleeting vist or is the poet here to stay

THE KINKY POET