THE KINKY POET

Shopping for toys

Wow look at the size of the thing, I want to have a feel, my god it looks so lifelike and it feels quite real

It seems quite expensive, do you think that's what it's worth, I suppose you pay for quality, look at the length and girth

Does it run off loads of batteries or does recharge off USB, how do you turn it on, the switch I cannot see

I wonder if it makes a noise, does it buzz, rattle or have a quiet hum, you don't want a migraine headache, when you're having fun

I wonder if it's waterproof, could you use it in the pool, aren't you worried by the size, would you use it all

I think if it was really wet I might just get it all squeezed in, well it is my own birthday gift, so let the night begin

Yes I've made my mind up but what colour shall I choose, well that's down to preference, so I guess it's up to you

Black looks impressive but it looks more real in pink, I can't make my mind up, please tell me what you think

I personally prefer the thing in pink but it's really up to you, remember it's your birthday, why don't you just get two

Now thats a great idea, then one will always be on charge and hard, I'll take both young man, here's my credit card

THE KINKY POET 

Small light in a dark space

When darkness has surrounded you, it don't have to be the night, it may be an emotion, this is when you see a light

It may seem so far away, the glimmering speck of light, but you know it is your only hope, its time for you to fight

Through the heavy blackness you may stumble, trip and fall, it's like every turning closed off, you in a huge long hall

Or a labyrinth of despair lost amongst it's twists and turns, which route to take to the light, is the only thing you yearn

No compass, no map, but you can see that guiding light, so gather up your inner strength and do what you know is right

Keep heading to that smallest glimmer of hope, a beacon of love and light, it may seem so far away, but push on it's still in sight

Finally you'll get there, the small light becomes the Sun, your life seems so much lighter now, this battle has been won

So when you feel surrounded by only darkness, cold and fear, compose yourself and look around the light is somewhere near

THE KINKY POET

Check up

Lay back get comfortable, I know the stirrups are quite cold, sadly its the stainless steel but they keep your legs in hold

Now let me turn my headlamp on, let's take a peak inside, I'm gonna slide a finger in, so ready, relax, I'm going to stretch you wide

Everything feels alright, I'll just squeeze in one digit more, your pussy is so very tight, at a push you'd manage three not four

Your labia looks so healthy, it's as pretty as a Rose, your juice smells delicious, I love your fragrance up my nose

Ok I'm gonna numb it now, to make sure you feel no pain. Num num num your yummy, oops I've made you cum again

Now you're wet and on your back, it's time to see how deep, for this I'll use my throbbing measuring stick, it makes your pussy seep

I love playing check up day, I had to learn gynecologist from a book, I may not know any technical stuff but I'll always take a look

THE KINKY POET 

Strange fantasy write. Not sure what sparked it but hey that's art I suppose 

The long White dress

Throw away that long White dress, it reminds me of that day, the day you married someone else and he took my love away

I watched walk right up the Isle, my heart beat out my chest, I wanted to grab you and run away, it was the toughest test

It was such a pain in my heart, such a cruel twist of fate, I was watching the love of my life, getting married to my mate

Then I had to hand him the ring, the one I didn't want you to wear, I could feel tears on my cheek, I wished I wasn't there

I watched him be cruel to you, it really broke my heart, then one day you called me to say, you were both apart

You were free and I could tell you all the secrets I kept inside, when I told you how I felt, I wondered why you cried

Turned out you felt the same, we shared a secret love, now we were free to be together, I praised the Lord above

So throw away that long white dress, let me buy you one that's new, let me take you back to church, I want to marry you

THE KINKY POET 

Share my pillows

Come share my pillows, there's always room for you, snuggle up beside me, let's share a dream or Two

Wrap yourself around me, entwine me in your arms, let me kiss you gently, let me share your sensual charms

Feeling you here beside me, to share your bodies heat, to run my hands across your curves, would be a special treat

Laying close together, I'm looking deep into your eyes, I pull you tighter to me, has I slide between your thighs

Already I feel your wetness, my shaft just slides in deep, slowly I begin to thrust, I feel your pussy seep

Soft sensual intercourse, peppered with loving words and the softest kisses, our bodies blend and move as one, you gave me all my wishes

I am you and you am I, we begin and end as one, moulded like erotic clay, until we greet the morning Sun

Both pleasured and saited, at the Sun's rays we have to part but until we share another dream, you'll live inside my heart

Feel free to share my pillows, come visit me anytime, for every dream I share with you, truly is devine

Moments shared are inspirational, I try to capture the dream in rhyme, so you will have the memory, to last you for all time

THE KINKY POET 

Hooded man

Tied up in a lonely cabin, where no one would hear you scream, already you are getting wet, for this is your favourite dream

Abducted off a quiet street, you're tied up, gagged inside a van, by a unknown assailant, you call the hooded man

You hear footfall outside the cabin, then you hear the door, then you hear his heavy boots, move across the floor

Though you have no Blindfold his hood gives not a single clue, who is your captor and what he's about to do

Then you feel his calloused hands has he starts to strip you bare, buttons pop and clasps snap, the hooded man don't care

Soon he has you naked your modesty you cannot hide, though you try to cover yourself by moving side to side

Then get lands the first spank, his skin is hard and rough, your knees start to tremble, but you try to act all tough

But you let out a little whimper, or was it a sexual sigh, though you pretend you hate it, your body starts to lie

Your nipples are already hard, there's a puddle forming on the floor, your pussy now is seeping, a sure sign you're wanting more

The hooded man obliges then he moves in for the kill, you feel him push apart your legs, he's gonna take his fill

He puts his mouth to your Sacred place, his tongue flicks around, he's kneeling at your alter, he's touching sacred ground

You shudder has you explode, your cum rushes down his chin, he tries to lap up every drop, to waste it would be a sin

He made you cum so very hard, so hard like no other can, you wake in a damp patch again, courtesy of your hooded man

THE KINKY POET 

No reason left to hide

I want you to feel desired, I want to make you smile, I want to brighten up your day, if only for a while

I want to bring you Sunshine, to fill your heart with light, to shelter you from hurt and pain, to make you feel alright

To shower you with kisses, to hold you through the night, to wrap you in my adoration, held withIn my arms so tight

To whisper secrets in your ear, to tell you just how special you are to me, to show you that you're beautiful and I hope oneday you'll see

I want you to soar again, let me be the wind beneath your wings, so you can fly above your darkest clouds, with all the joy it brings

So when you look in the mirror, you see the special you, then take it out into the world, so they can see it too

Then like me you all will see, the Goddess you had inside, just step out from the shadows now, there's no reason left to hide

THE KINKY POET 

Haunting

I wake up to a empty bed, that's where my haunts begin, reminders all around my house, of our carnal sin

I go into my shower, I see your shape pressed against the glass, hand prints where you were bent over, with water running down your ass

When I'm in my kitchen, I don't often think of delicious food, I see you across my dinning table and your always in the nude

When I'm in my office even whilst I'm busy at my work, I look at the bookcase and remember watching you twist and twerk

Sitting in my favourite chair, it's a place I often nap, it's there I think of spanking you, when you were across my lap

We've made love everywhere, you haunt every single room, I drank from your sacred place, your Rose was in full bloom

Kissing, hugging, tenderness some of the things we share, sadly when I wake up, you're no longer there

We share my home every night, from the shower to my bed, sadly the hauntings aren't real, just dreams made in my head

THE KINKY POET 

I'm yours

Take me rough, break me hard, bring me to my knees, do with me as you wish, I'm here to serve and please

Take me as you see fit, in private blindfolded in the dark, or dare to fuck in public, just have me in a park

In the woods or in a car, fucking as people pass us by, I just want to please you, the thought just makes me sigh

Tie me up in rope or chains, bind me with your cuffs, make love to me so tenderly or treat me really rough

Just use me as your playground, you own my heart and soul, to please you and honour you, truly is my goal

Each time my heartbeats i hear it cry out your name, ever since I dreamed if you, nothing seems the same

I hope out there in the void, you read this and start to smile, thinking if you were my dominant, if only for a while

Would you keep me close to you, would you keep me on all fours, or can I lay at your feet each night, knowing that I'm yours

THE KINKY POET 

New religion

Your body is my religion at your Sacred place I've come to pray, I kneel before your alter, bringing offerings today

My stanzas are my offerings, I hope you see their blessed, trying to say how you make me feel or at least know I've done my best

Each word crafted by my heart, carefully laid out in a line, prayers to you my Goddess, written out in rhyme

Testaments of devotion, sent out into the great unknown, promises of my feelings, carved out of my heart that once was stone

Now it beats once more, you've brought it back when I believed it dead, you've made me feel whole again, if only in my head

From my kneeling position I look up into your stunning eyes, twinkling like a million stars, in your heaven's skies

You're my Goddess and my saviour, what more can be said, I pray to you nightly, whilst laying crippled in my bed

I'm hoping you hears my prayers, you're my religion, you're my Queen, I'm hoping that you will bless me and honour me with a dream

THE KINKY POET