THE KINKY POET

Dream inside my head

If I had only met my dream girl, the way I was before, I'd take her until she begs to stop and then I'd give her more

There would be no mercy, I'd simply continue to have my way, I'd force myself upon her. We'd be fucking night and day

Running round room to room, every side she knows I'd use, bent over everything, I'd even let her choose

All the ropes and handcuffs, I'd even lock her up in chains, get her dressed in outfits, to role play my kinky games

Black lace lingerie that makes my wild desires spark, sex out in public. Finding a quiet spot in the park

Walk her out on her leash, watching strangers stop and stare, her with her head high, she simply doesn't care

Proud to be with me, we're honoured to share a bed, oh if only I wasn't paralyzed and this wasn't a dream inside my head

THE KINKY POET

I've been a naughty girl

Yes I've been a naughty girl, it's just the way I love play, I've got my favourite lingerie on, I'm feeling hot today

I brought with me a bag of toys, all different shape and size, guaranteed to make me cum, when stuck between my thighs

I brought with me some body wax, I got fresh fruit and cream, you can feast it off me, please fulfill this dream

Get out your paddles, clamp your handcuffs on my wrist, put on my nipple clamps and give them a real hard twist

Put your tongue inside me, suck and bite my cliterus hood, lick, flick and probe me, I know you feel so good

Make me feel so hot and wet, I want you to make me cum. Cover me in bruises, on my tits and bum

I want to feel that tender ache, leave your mark upon my skin, I want to see and feel the gifts, I earned on my night of sin

THE KINKY POET 

Step into my dream

Step into my dream tonight, we could have such fun, we can play some kinky games before the night is done

Try a little bondage, i could tie you to the bed real tight, then you'd be at my mercy, I'd own you for the night

Or you could get across my knee, so I could stroke and spank your bum, then put my fingers in your slit, until I've made you cum

I've got a set of nipples clamps, I could choke you a little bit, just tell me the things you like and I'll just get on with it

Tonight I want to please you, I want to give you all you need, you must soak the bed sheets tonight, if this dream is to succeed

Once you've cum so many times, I intend to take my prize, eating out your sacred Rose, my head nestled between your thighs

Let my tongue lap your petals, I want to eat you raw, just when you think I've had my fill, I'll devour you some more

Drowning in your devine wine, I'll lick, I'll flick and suck, then I'll put you on all fours to finish off our fuck

Ride you hard, grinding deep, going deeper and so fast, pulling your hair back like some reins, until I cannot last

Then with one last thrust, I will explode, filling your pussy with my cream, see all the fun we could share, if you just step into my dream

THE KINKY POET 

Thank your poet

Two fingers on your button, you're naked on your back, playing slowly with the hood, it's just inside your crack

Pulling, flicking, dancing, your juices really start to flow, you push your fingers in so deep, desires begin to grow

Your mind wonders to a scenarios, being tied up or forced into giving head, or dressed up as a slave, chained down on a bed

Being taken by force, a hand choking you as you fuck, or being forced to take all of his cock, gagging whilst you suck

Dressed in a school girls outfit, across your headteachers knee, him spanking you real hard, ignoring your "I'm innocent plea"

Chained in a damp dark dungeon, or locked up in a cage, held there as a captive, to him you're just a kept sex slave

All these thoughts have brought you closer, you've nearly finished off your wank, remember for all those fantasies, it's your poet you should thank

THE KINKY POET 

Just one night

Make love to me like you mean it, don't use me like a toy, place your loving arms around me, pretend I'm your only boy

Kiss me like I'm the only man, the one only ever to taste your kiss, act like it's the first time, like you've saved yourself for this

Spread your legs reluctantly like I'm about to take your flower, act like I'm the chosen one, like you've given me the power

When I run my hands on your curves, release some tender sighs, make me believe I'm the first, to touch between your thighs

The first to touch your sacred place, the only man to drink your wine, oh to be that special man, now that would be devine

Be the first to hold you, to share your sweet surprise, be the first to pull you in, to be mesmerized by your eyes

Convince me I'm the first, pretend I have earned the right, to make love to you for the first time, if only for tonight

THE KINKY POET

The best

I reach across and slowly stroke your sexy skin, you smile and scootch over, my favourite dream's about to begin

Laying there skin to skin, my eyes track your body, starting at your thighs, I slowly move up your body, until I meet your eyes

You smiled and pulled me in, we slowly start to kiss, sharing a night with you, would bring me so much bliss

Running my hands across you, my fingers find your sacred place, I spread your petals gently, my heart begins to race

Skimming across your hood, I then push myself in deep, you let out a low groan, your pussy starts to seep

Your body was my playground, I did all I wished that night, after we showered together, then I held you tight all night

Laying there in my arms, having your head upon my chest, really is my favourite dream, in fact it is the best

THE KINKY POET 

Give myself to you

I'm kneeling here before you, I know what I must do, I've come to.pay you homage and give myself to you

I've come to offer myself, before you ask, yes I've thought it through, I realise to carry on my journeys path, I must give myself to you

Hand over all control, allow you to choose each thing I do, so I bow down before you now and I give myself to you

Use me as you see fit, I'll be honest, faithful and true, you will be my only master, because I give myself to you

Pic out my daily wear, you may decide all the tasks I do, I give you total obedience, I give myself to you

I'll wear whatever you wish, any colour from White to Blue, pick anything you want me in, because I give myself to you

My heart is yours, my body's yours my soul is yours it's true, all these things you now own, because I give myself to you

So take care of my fragile heart, be kind in all you do, prove me that I was right when I gave myself to you

THE KINKY POET 

Dream girl's kiss

Oh to have that single chance for her lips to brush on mine, to share that tender moment, would truly be sublime

Soft and gentle pressure as we accustom to our styles, do you lead or do I, I guess it takes a while

Mouths opened slightly, my tongue slides in to look for yours, hoping for a sword fight, I'm hungry to just explore

Passion starts so slowly, then with a firey burst they just ignite, a prelude to the passions, we will share tonight

Tongues fight for control, like to master swordsman we're at war, both trying hard to win, both have never faced defeat before

Lips pushed hard together we begin to mould as one, we move in perfect synchronicity, until the morning Sun

Oh it would be wonderful, it would bring me so much bliss, if I has just the one chance to feel my dream girl's kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Dream girls gone away

Wandering through my dreams, I wonder where you are, it seems I can't find you, it's like your not near or far

Only empty spaces are found in the land we played, there's a cold and empty space, in the bed once where my dream girl laid

Slipped through my fingers just like the sands of time, now my dreams are empty, where once the girl was mine

Tears lay on my pillow, my heart cracks and seems to break, I must learn to live with, new pain and its heartache

But i guess that's how life goes, it's full of twists and turns and man don't always get what they want, no matter how he yeans

All I can do is hope the best for her, I pray she gets all she needs and her path with a new dreamer, really does succeed

So tonight I will rest my head, knowing I will dream alone, left to lament and write poetry on my mobile phone

THE KINKY POET 

Work of art

I gently kiss your petals, I've made my way up your inner thigh, she looks like a lovely Rose, she's such a cutie pie

Lips folded delicately, her bud hid inside her hood, your pussy is a work of art, it really looks that good

It was like the finest sculpture, carved with a masters skill, I could look at her all day long, I'd never get my fill

Her petals were so soft and smooth, as I kissed your sacred Rose, she had the sweetest perfume, it wafted up my nose

Juice was glistening on her petals, just like the morning dew, I sipped up her delicious wine, as my tongue made love to you

I took myself some pictures, to inspire the poet in me to write, to put your Rose into stanzas, when I'm writing late at night

My dream girl you have the perfect Rose, you have a work of art between your thighs, the first time I glanced at it, I could not believe my eyes

THE KINKY POET