THE KINKY POET

The longing

The thought of you in matching lingerie keeps running through my mind, Black lace and see through, the very revealing kind

The rough Black lace on your nipples has a great effect, it rubs against tightly, it makes them stand erect

The panties bare cover your pussy, at last I get a little view, when I see you from behind, they show your ass cheeks too

My pulse is racing, my hearts beating out my chest, the thought of you dressed ups lovely but there's one thing i must suggest

Once your in your lingerie, all dressed up in your home, put aside some time that night, to take pictures on your phone

Take then from all angles, make sure you capture every curve in Lace, remember to smile seductively, I want to see your face

Then send then to your poet, so he no longer has to dream, real pictures of his dream girl, would make his smile just beam

THE KINKY POET 

Sea to the shore

Emotions wash right over me, like the Sea rushes to the shore, everytime I think of you, I just want you more

A need to hold you in my arms, to wrap you up so tight, to feel your head upon my chest, to feel you breath tonight

Your hair laying on me, I just have to steal a smell, your fragrance is intoxicating, I'm caught up within your spell

Hypnotised by your eyes, mesmerized by your smile, I'm under your magic spell, to fight is just futile

Desperate to feel your body, your curves they scream my name, my nights are never different, the hunger drives me insane

The need just gets stronger, desires flood my dream, I feel a deep connection, I want you for my Queen

Yes I know it's just a dream, I know I can't hope for more but that doesn't stop me rushing to you, like the Sea does to the shore

THE KINKY POET 

Pictures of your skin

Last night I had a lovely dream, you put on a fashion show, you got dressed in your favourite outfits, then took pictures nice and slow

All your lovely dresses, the things that mad you feel real good, the clothes that made you feel sexy, like they really should

Dresses made of the softest lace, silk laid across your skin, PVC and Leather, designed for play and sin

Lingerie showing nearly everything, designed to lure a poet in, the last pieces of clothing to remove, before the fun and games begin

Each time you put on something new, you take a few nice shots, making your poet an album of the outfits that you've got

Dress up in your favourite things, you know he'll adore this gift, pictures of his dream girl, always gives him a lift

So you go to your wardrobe, you find the things to wear, outfits to make him smile, to show how much you care

You know he loves things visual, but where does this shoot begin, it starts off at the obvious point, with pictures of your skin

THE KINKY POET 

Kisses for my dream girl

Waiting to fall asleep I've got a important job to do, that's to find you in my dreams and give a kiss to you

I close my eyes and breath real slow, I hope I start to drift, the sooner I fall asleep the sooner I can give my gift

My eyes are getting heavy, the Sandmans on his way, soon I'll be fast asleep, dream girl I'm on my way

Once I'm in our dream world, I'll go straight to our special place, looking for you my sweet, I'll be searching for your face

I can't wait to see your smile, then I will deliver my softest kiss, the thought of tasting your lip gloss, would surely feel like bliss

My lips brushing yours, you have the softest touch, I can't fall asleep fast enough, I need this kiss so much

I want to find you in my dream, to let my kiss unfurl, then my goal will be complete, I've kissed my sweet dream girl

THE KINKY POET 

Kissing everywhere

I want to kiss you everywhere starting at your toes, continuing upwards until I eventually reach your nose

Kissing around your ankles, working my way along each shin, sliding up your inner thigh, I'm hunting for your sin

Nipping up your inner thighs, looking for your sacred place, I'm finally at your wetness, your pussy's near my face

I slowly part your moistened lips, I start to lap your clit, drinking the nectar of my Goddess, from your juicy slit

Once you've cum real hard, I move up towards your tits, it very nearly broke my heart, when I left your clit

Kissing passed your tummy, I cupped both your titties, I slowly started to nip and suck, I'm so hungry for you now, I'm desperate for a fuck

After making love to you I end up at my favourite part, I finally get to kiss you and it simply melts my heart

We spend some time cuddling, showing how much we really care, it was just a dream, in which I kissed you everywhere

THE KINKY POET 

Wheelchair love

Sitting in my wheelchair as you come through my door, you smile at me seductively has your coat drops to the floor

Your standing in your lingerie, my mouth drops open wide, you come in much closer, then ask me for a ride

You climb on to my lap, I can't just believe my eyes, I scan you all over before I run my hands along your thighs

Soft silky stockings, a basque of the softest lace, you don't need to ask if I'm happy, it's written on my face

Then you spin around with your back to me, I reach around to have a feel, my fingers slide inside your basque, you're oozing sex appeal

Nipples harden instantly, your neck is mine to bite, nipping at you as I play, your my sex playground for the night

I slide aside your panties, my fingers dive right in, your wetness screams your ready, as another digit hunts for sin

Finger fucking with one hand, the other running around your skin, you begin to sigh and moan as your orgasms roll right in

Then I roll us into the kitchen, I tell you climb up on the side, bring yourself to the edge and spread your legs real wide

Then I raise the unit, until you're at the perfect height, I roll in between your legs, I begin to eat you right

Soaked panties pulled aside, my tongue dances on your clit, lapping up your nectar, dripping from your slit

Head buried deep between your legs, tongue licking hard and fast, you begin to grind in my face, how much longer will you last

You begin to start to quiver, your body begins to get the shakes, you push your pussy into my face, we really test my wheelchairs breaks

Then you throw your head back, my beards covered in your sex, I pull you down onto my lap, gentle hugs are what come next

Then to my dismay, I wake up and you're not there, I'm sitting in the living room having, dozed off in my chair

THE KINKY POET 

Wanting more

I love to see your naked body, your curves make my pulse just race but I love it when you come into focus in my dreams and I get to see your face

Seeing your pretty smile, your eyes and gorgeous lips, are as exciting to me as  seeing your sexy, curvy hips

I want to see all of you, not just glimpses of your skin, I want to share a connection, that stretches passed just sin

Being close in everyway not just the kinky dream inside my bed, but a deeper almost heavenly way, deep in my heart and head

I don't want just kinky dreams, I wish we could share much more, a connection across the dream like void, is what I'm hoping for

Is it crazy to want much more, than a sexual playmate in a dream, I want to feel a emotional contact with my muse, my Queen

Entwined in more than kinky play, come lay within my arms, come share the inner me, come find my loving charms

THE KINKY POET 

Save you for the night

I can't help but think of you every moment of the day, no matter what I'm doing be it at work, at rest or play

There are things that I see or hear, and you pop into my head, then my mind wanders to our dream world and nothings done instead

You seem to have me spellbound, I see you in all I do, music and the strangest things, make me think of you

In my crazy life, I may have a hundred things to do, but they go by the way side, when I start to think of you

Nothing seems so urgent, important things can wait, I love to see you in my mind and  bedtime seals my fate

All the days lovely reminders turn into such precious dreams, where I spend sometime with you or that's just how it seems

So as much as I love to think of you, i must hold my thoughts reigns tight, I must get on with my day and save you for the night

THE KINKY POET 

New dream starts

Even though you're miles away, I carry you inside my heart, it's a place you've occupied from the very start

Everytime I think of you it doesn't matter night or day, I wish that you were closer and together we could stay

I hope everytime I sleep you'll creep out from inside my head, then let me feel you next to me laying in my bed

Images from my dreams, inspire the poetry that i write, so I hope for new inspiration, every single night

For though it's just fantasies, fleeting moments shared at night, it's the only time I get to touch you, until we see sunlight

Then as the Sun rises, you slip away and again we are apart, you go back to another land but I've got you in my heart

So make yourself comfy, nestled safely in my heart, it's where I keep you with me, until a new dream starts

THE KINKY POET 

Wildest craving

Tonight I've got to have you, in the kinkiest sort of way, I feel like a hunter, looking for some sexual prey

I'll stalk you through the darkest nights, I'm ravenous today, I want to own your body, I've  come here tonight to play

Go find your favourite hiding spot, it will do no good, I can smell your desires in the air, like any hunter should

I will track you down, your be a trophy strung up on my wall, shackled there waiting, for me to take your all

Hunger coursing through me, cravings running in my veins, images of my dream girl, flashing in my brain

Pictures of my dream girl tied up, your mercy's at my will, tonight I'm gonna do has I please, I want to have my fill

I know you have no real fear, it's just some kinky games and after I will care for you, so let's play whilst the dark remains

So no matter where you are in this dream, I don't care if you're behaving, tonight I'm gonna punish you and unleash my wildest craving

THE KINKY POET