THE KINKY POET

Get it right

Baby let me take your coat, here have a glass of wine, how was your day my love, hope it all went fine

I've run you a bubble bath, I've put candles lit along the side, go have a lovely soak, just let your stress subside

Once you've had a soak, your fluffy robes hanging on the door, don't worry about the towels just leave them on the floor

Now come through to the kitchen, simply close your eyes, I've been really busy, I hope you enjoy this nice surprise

I've cooked your favourite meal, I hope it tastes just right, then we can snuggle up with a film to end this perfect night

Why are you laughing, what do you mean this ain't no perfect night, well tell me what you want from me, I want to get it right

When you come through the door, I'm to get you by the throat, pinning you up against the wall, is what really floats your boat

Push my hand up your skirt, rip off your underwear, force myself inside you, without any kind of care

Make you so very wet, squeeze your throat until you choke, push my fingers in hard and deep, as rough as I can poke

Throw you over the table, then fuck you from behind, pound your pussy and call you names, of the dirty nasty kind

Force you onto your knee, then tell you, to suck my dick, this is what when you come home, this is what makes you tick

Use you and abuse you, tie you up so really tight, get all your toys out and play throughout the night

So I'm to forget all the romance, never offer baths and wine, just force myself upon you, own you like you're mine

Ok now I understand, I know what's your idea of a perfect night, from now on I'm gonna change my ways, I want to get it right

THE KINKY POET 

Captured by her smile

Staring deep into your eyes, I can plainly see a Queen, I'm captured by her beauty, lost deep inside a dream

Enchanted by her pretty face, mesmerized by her tender smile, I'm lost within this moment, if only for a while

Her lips are so inviting, I dream of a single kiss, a taste, sharing that moment of ecstasy with her, not a second would I waste

But even if I couldn't touch her, if I couldn't have that kiss, just to see her standing there, would be my greatest wish

Captivated, enchanted, mesmerized caught inside her trance, I'd get lost forever, if I only had the chance

I'd give to her all my dreams, just to swim within her eyes, in her sea of tranquility, drifting in her sighs

Lost in her smile just drifting, I hope I'm never found, sailing off within a dream, I'm sure I'm heaven bound

Please don't let me wake up, just give me a little while, to be lost deep within her eyes and captured by her smile

THE KINKY POET 

Step out from the shadows

Step out of the shadows, let me see you in the light, let me see the pretty face,I dream about each night

Let me see your luscious curves, let my hands race across your skin, let me show you tenderness with a touch of sin

Come visit in my dreams, inspire me to write in rhyme, hopefully you'll find yourself, you're in them all the time

Stanzas filled with hidden gems, like little secret clues, pointing to my secret muse, I hope you see it's you

Words describing your sexy curves, how I'm mesmerized by your eyes, how I love to kiss the sacred Rose, that's in-between your thighs

How I'd love to hold you tight, place the softest kisses on your lips, how I desire you to ride me hard, grind me with your hips

So come to see me in my dreams, let's see how it goes, come into the light my sweet, step out from the shadows

THE KINKY POET 

Use your squatters rights

Come own my hungry mouth, come claim your Squatters rights, pop into my dream and squat in my face tonight

You don't need a rent agreement, nor have a bill of sale, just stride your legs across my cheeks, then you can own this male

You'll have the rights to grind into me and you can ride my tongue real fast, pound yourself into my mouth, for however long you last

Do with me as you please, feel free to scratch and claw, I won't evict you, I can't that is the Squatters law

Make yourself right at home, you'll be here for a while, let my tongue dance on your clit, I'm sure to make you smile

Your find my face quite comfy, drown me in your juice, ride me like a stallion, ride me fast and loose

You'll always have somewhere to squat, for as long as I have a face, it's custom built for you, it really is your place

So come over anytime, I'm free throughout most nights, come sit across my face my sweet, come use your squatters rights

THE KINKY POET 

One wish

If you had one wish, a chance to give you all you need, what would be your choice, on which passion would you feed

Imagine if you had the remote control to make your lover into a fuck doll, so they had to do your every wish, like they had no control

What would you have them do, now they're your body slave, what's the first thing on your list, the thing you mostly crave

Is total and utter submission the thing you'd go for first, is the desire for control, the thing for which you thirst

Would it be dress up, role playing scenarios and games, or treating her in a degrading way, calling her nasty, dirty names

Bondage or spankings, playing with ropes and chains, is that the kinky thing you'd pick, or do other desires still remain

Maybe you let them be in charge, switch places, swop the power, or get wet and freaky, having fun inside the shower

If you asked me what would I do, if I could have what's deep inside my heart, I'd have my dream girl in real life and we would never part

That sounds kind of boring, but it would bring to me such bliss, it would answer all my needs, if I was given just one wish

THE KINKY POET 

Futile

Though hanging onto you is Futile, I tighten up my grip, but no matter how hard I try still through my hands you slip

I can wrap myself around you, or bind you down so tight, nothing seems to work, you're gone by the end of every night

I try to hold onto you but the sands of time slip by, I know I can't stop the clock, however hard I try

I know I can beg and plead you to stay, but still you leave my bed, left in tears of loneliness by the dream girl from my head

Is there really anyway I could make my dream girl stay, so she wouldn't just disappear and pergaps share with me a day

But the sands of time continue to run, the clock moves on another tick, a night isn't long enough, it's over far to quick

Please God slow the sands of time, if only for a while, I know you won't answer my prayer, my wishes are Futile

THE KINKY POET 

Sensual dreams

Welcome to your sensual dream, you're in for a night of sighs, as you feel me kiss my way up your legs and get between your thighs

When I'm at your sacred place, you'll forget your hurt and pain, lost in a world of ecstasy, your nights won't be the same

Making you feel so special, you'll know I hunger for your juice, when I'm deep inside you, when my desires are let loose

Between tenderness and a ravenous need, I'll kiss and touch each curve, sending tingles of arousal to each and every nerve

Grinding my body into yours, soon we mould as one, moving with a sexual synchronicity, until the night is done

Let me take away your fears, I'll help defeat your nighttime foes, come climb in here with me, you have no need for clothes

Me and you and no one else, as perfect as that seems, can only last throughout the night Within our sensual dreams

THE KINKY POET 

Being the old me

Gorgeous, hot and very sexy, there's so many names to choose, Goddess, maybe dream girl, you are this poets muse

Beautiful and sexy in my dreams, I think of you at night, in my dreams you come to me, we hold each other tight

Looking into your smiling face, you've the most mesmerising eyes, just thinking of kissing you, fills my heart with sighs

To have you beside me, entwined our bodies move as one, my hands touching your softest skin, until I lose you to the Sun

Kissing, touching, making love, I taste your sweetest wine, you taste like the nectar of the God's, your juice is just devine

In my nightly dreams I find you here naked in my bed, bringing life into my paralyzed body, to the parts that are so dead

You make me feel whole again, you make me feel just like a man, giving me my old life back, like no one really can

THE KINKY POET 

Foundation

It starts with a simple Hi the first foundation stone is laid, we lay more of our base, with each interaction that is made

We start off with simple pleasantries, noting personal or too deep, slowly in our messeges, emotions start to creep

We share little snippets, of things from within our past, not divulging to much, not sure how long our chats might last

Slowly we begin to chat, it becomes a great part of my day, soon we share some secrets, the ones we thought we'd never say

We share our inner fears, we share our hope and goals, we've gone from being strangers, to friends who bare their souls

Everything from fears to fantasies, we learn what makes us tick, now we've built a foundation, we build our friendship brick by brick

Slowly we build our shelter, we're nearly at the end, it's great to have a safe place and to have made a loyal friend

So when you meet a stranger, they may live in another nation, take time to get know them and lay down a strong foundation

THE KINKY POET 

Buy some more

Sorry I tore your clothes right off, yes I did throw them on the floor, in my defence you're gorgeous and I couldn't wait no more

I've watched you around the house, I've watched you swerve and sway, I tired my best to behave but now I must have my way

I understand its your favourite underwear, it's also one of mine, but my hunger was just so overwhelming and your perfume smelt devine

And once you came within arms reach, I sort of lost control, I had to get you naked, I wanted you to ride my pole

So I'll buy you new clothes my love, your undies I'll replace, can you please stop arguing and come sit upon my face

Yes I could have asked nicely but I enjoy the rough and tumble, I love it when you put up a fight, I get a extra fumble

So now I've ruined all your clothes, shall we go to bed or do you want to drop to your knees and give a little head

Come on babe don't be mad, it's your fault for being hot, I'm stuck with this massive hard on, so will you help or not

Oh yes that's it babe, you simply rock me to my core, as for your destroyed clothes, we'll simply buy some more

THE KINKY POET