THE KINKY POET

Two minds one dream

I often lay in my bed, waiting for you to come to mind, it only takes a moment to think of you, a thought of a kinky kind

Tied up or in some stocks, or a sexy outfit made of lace or leather, sometimes you are naked and we're making love together

Across my knee with skirt held high, my hand landing on each cheek, then I rub your ass softly and feel your skin so sleek

Hands running free over you, I slide them up your thighs, you spread yourself slowly until I find your wet surprise

We share tender kisses, I look deep into your pretty face, then I work my way down your body, going down too your sacred place

Your pussy Is delicious, your nectar tastes devine, a blend made by the Goddess, you taste like the sweetest wine

Sipping from your sacred place, like a Hummingbird feeding on a Rose, my tongue dives in and out, as your fragrance fills my nose

Your heartbeat gets quicker, you begin to moan and buck, i push my mouth in tighter and I give your clit a suck

You shudder and quiver as your juices flood my face, I know you are nearly done, so I quickly pick up pace

You're laying there sated, stretched out on your bed, fingers deep inside yourself, where my tongue should be instead

Two minds but we share one dream, parted by distance we're alone, I thought I'd write about our dream in rhyme, to read when I am on my own

THE KINKY POET 

Moon dance

The moon shines down on her as she dances in her field, drawing down its power, to the full moon she must yield

She feels his beams warm her as he dances through the sky's, igniting all her desires she looks up at him and sighs

Her heart began to beat real quick, heated blood ran through her veins, she felt life flow into her, she was recharging once again

She spun herself in circles, her arms were stretched out wide, naked bathed in moonlight, finding the Goddess she has inside

Soon the moon begins to wane giving way back to the Sun, she slips on her cotton dress, her moon ritual is done

THE KINKY POET 

Power of the moon

Sitting high in the darkest night, his power is in full bloom, shining on a Goddess to replenish her is the mighty moon

He baths her in his soft bright light to recharge her from within, naked she is on her knees, she gladly draws him in

With the power to pull in the Earth, his strength controls the tides, radiating his loving energy she feels it deep inside

Pulsating through her body together they are one, sharing a magical bond between them until the morning Sun

His moonbeams warm her naked body, she takes in all the energy that he sends, replenishing her powers, he helps her soul to mend

Now the Goddess feels all powerful, it's all down to the moon, how I wish I was him, looking down into your room

If I could be your fulll moon, you'd be recharged throughout each night, I'd bath you in my moonlight whilst holding you so tight

But I know this is a foolish dream, as I'm awakened all too soon, I pray my Goddess feels recharged by the power of the moon

THE KINKY POET 

Last me for all time

Would it bad for me to say I'd love to see you bare, to say I'd love to see all of you and touch you everywhere

I'd love to kiss every inch of you, to run my fingers through your hair, let loose all my desires, live the night without a care

Feel your body next to mine, go down on your sacred place, spread your petals slowly, feel her close up to my face

To have you naked in front of me, so you had nothing left to hide, to know that we at last share this trust, would fill my heart with pride

Stroking all your perfect curves, feeling your nipples harden to my touch, to have you here with me tonight, am I asking for to much

I guess only time will tell, if I'll ever get to see you all, I can only dream of such things, only you can make that call

If that night never comes, at least I can write of it in rhyme, snippets taken from my dreams, to last me for all time

THE KINKY POET 

Sex now card

I can't wait a minute longer, I'm ravenous for a fuck, fortunately you cannot turn me down, what a piece of luck

You gave me a SEX NOW CARD for my Valentine, so I can use it when I like, so tonight you must be mine

Who would of thought a simple card would hold such a power, with it I can have you on any day or any given hour

Thank you for my wonderous gift, now get naked and across my knee, I'm going to spank first ready, One, Two, Three

Oh how I love how you get wet, each time I spank your bum, I wonder if I spank you long enough, I could make you cum

My fingers slide deep inside you squirm, you moan and sigh, I want to have you straight away but using patience I must try

I tell myself no need to rush, tonight you're my sex doll, why rush this precious gift, use some self control

I lead you around the house, we have sex in every place, then I lay on the floor and you sit upon my face

Your sacred place is so devine, your juices flow like wine, I'm honoured to be the one, who gets to say you're mine

Then I get behind you with my throbbing cock so hard, thank you for my Valentines gift, my awesome SEX NOW CARD

THE KINKY POET 

Time for rhyme

It's Five o'clock in the morning and I'm awake again, it's so hard to fall asleep with you loose inside my brain

I close my eyes and try to relax, but I can see you in my head, wearing something sexy, laying on my bed

I try to force out the thought, I'm desperate for some sleep, no sooner than I close you out, back in my mind you creep

I feel you touching me, my heart just starts to race, even with my eyes shut tight, I can see your face

Night after night you're with me, whether I'm awake or in deep sleep, you are with me always, you're in my heart so deep

Dreaming or a wandering mind, I think of you so much, the taste of your sacred place, your curves I'd love to touch

So can you let me fall asleep, then visit in my dreams, for its the place we make love the most or at least that's how it seems

Now another sleepless hours passed, it's Six am our time, still not a wink of sleep but at least I wrote this rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

You do something to me

You do something to me, in my dreams you light the flame, you fill my nights with such wonderous things, I'm so very glad you came

You turned all my lonely nights into the time I love the best, I cannot wait for bedtimes they're so much better than the rest

In the day I do my work, I try to concentrate with all ny might but I find myself day dreaming of your visits in the night

It is a time I'm truly free, you've breathed life into my soul, you've taken this broken poet and now you've made me whole

I try to write in stanzas as if my time with you was real, I know you're out there somewhere, I feel that you are real

So when I lay my weary head, I let out a quiet sigh, because I hope your coming and here's the reason why

You fill me with desires, my flames of passion burn wild and free, because you make me whole again, because you do something to me

THE KINKY POET 

Cosmos girl

Somewhere out in the universe, somewhere out in the milkyway, is the perfect partner or at least that's what they say

Deep out in the deepest space, lost within all time and space, is my perfect Cosmos girl, whose whereabouts I'd love to trace

I close my eyes and see her, her eyes sparkle like the stars at night, her smile is so mesmerising, like a full moon at first sight

A Goddess who is so far away, I wish that she was mine, would the heaven's grant my wish, would the planets just align

But each night I'm at my telescope, hoping for a sight, praying that I'll see her, oh please let this be the night

Please come and see me tonight fill my lonely soul, give me a full heart again, remove this sad Black hole

So at the setting of the Sun, what will the night unfurl, will tonight be that special night, I find my Cosmos girl

THE KINKY POET 

Horny itch

I've got that certain feeling, I've a desperate horny itch, I'm as horny as a randy dog, looking for a bitch

I'm hunting high and searching low, I need someone to play, Normally I have some self control but I'm ravenous today

My blood his pumping faster, I can feel my bodies heat, there must be a kinky recipient who'd love to take my meat

I need to put it in somewhere warm, really nice and wet, to release my sexual hunger, but I haven't found her yet

Then I remembered through all this inner sexual rage, I left a willing participant, waiting in her cage

I can't believe I forget her, I guess the blood had left my brain, she told me to leave her there, until I'm in need again

I unlock the cage in excitement, I feel my manhood twitch, I lead her to my bedroom, it's time to scratch that horny itch

THE KINKY POET 

This was inspired by a conversation with a friend who met what she thought was the perfect man. Sadly he attacked her and she said he turned out to be a land shark

LAND SHARK

Swimming through the shallows, he's looking for a bite but he won't eat any prey, she must be the one who's right

He swim passed so many, they don't even know he's there, perfectly camouflaged for the task, he swims without a care

He knows the one he wants, she'll be standing on her own, waist deep in water, taking pictures on her phone

From a distance he can hear her heartbeat, soon she is in view, he gets himself into position, he knows what he must do

Silently and with ninja stealth he gets ready to attack, he knows once he makes his move, there is no turning back

Now he's within striking distance he goes in for the kill, he's hungry to taste her flesh, he wants to have his fill

One minute she was there, the next moment she was lost, she stayed away from the crowd and now she's paid the cost

Not all sharks live in the Sea some walk amongst us on the land, they seem like lovely people, whilst they kiss and hold your hand

All predators pick the weakest one, so be careful in the dark, if you make yourself easy prey you might get hunted by a SHARK

THE KINKY POET