THE KINKY POET

The Goddess

What shall you wear today, something that's gonna kill, sexy and sensual guaranteed to give a thrill

The moment that you put it on, your persona starts to grow, you turn into the Goddess, that I love and know

Out from the shadows the Goddess comes out to play, the Queen of seduction, will visit me today

The outfit hangs so gracefully, it enhances every curve, just a simple look at you,  awakens every nerve

From your sexy killer heels, to your stunning smokey eyes, everything is perfect but to me that's no surprise

I want to.run my hands on you to feel the lace resting on your skin, feel all of your hidden curves and the treasures held within

But sadly you are so very far away, as for me I'm all alone, just looking at a gorgeous picture, that you sent me to my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Across the ethereal plain

Screaming across the universe, i pass through time and space, Skipping across the ethereal plain, to see your pretty face

To cup my hands upon your cheeks to deliver you a kiss, to share a piece of heaven, would surely be such bliss

To feel your body wrapped in mine, to feel our limbs entwined, to run my hands across your skin, such a moment would be devine

Moving around your body, my lips teasing every nerve, tongue dancing freely, tracing every curve

Lips blended together as one, we share a loves embrace, desire, want and passion, is written on your face

I kiss my way to your titts, I run your nipples in my mouth, they stand to attention before I work my way down south

Kissing down your stomach, I reach your gorgeous mound, I stop and say a quiet prayer, because I'm on sacred ground

My fingers stroke your petals, you sigh as move in, my tongue gets its first taste of heaven, as the oral sex begins

Licking on your Engorging clit, your Rose is in full bloom, juices running in my mouth, you'll be cumming soon

You burst like a shooting star, screaming across the sky, you hold me tight into you as, you release a sexual sigh

You pull me up your body, you lay your head upon my beating chest, slowly as you calm yourself, you say I am the best

You say no poets words has ever brought you to your sexual edge, let alone with simple stanzas, thrown you off the ledge

So now I'm back across the universe, my work with you is done, I've shared a dream with my Goddess and my poems made her cum

THE KINKY POET 

Fly

Time to smash down the walls, this cell has got to go, time to be who you really are, break free and let it show

No more hiding in plain sight, keeping yourself hidden deep within, it's time to take the things you want, debauchery, kink and sin

You pretended to be Vanilla, the perfect preachers girl, but you yearn for the darker side, so let your kinks unfurl

There are people out there, who won't be shook with rage, they live the life you want, they're already reading from that page

They share the same interests, they live the lives already full of kinks, they are non judgemental, they don't care what others think

You can be who you really are, find a place you fit right in, where you will feel accepted and where your kink is not a sin

So break down the walls that have celled you in, it's time for you to fly, smash the walls of the conventional down, you can if you just try

THE KINKY POET 

Panties...a waste of time

When wearing such a short skirt, panties are such a waste of time, the moment I get near you, I'm gonna make you mine

I'm going to drag you across my knee, your ass I'm gonna slap, then I'm getting naked and then sit you on my lap

I want to feel your wetness, brush against my thigh, then slide my hungry dick in you, whilst we're eye to eye

I lift you up and pull you down, in quick successive dips, my lap is getting wetter each time your pussy drips

I kiss your lips and then your neck, my tongue is nipple bound, they harden when I suck on them, whilst my tongue goes round and round

I start to thrust with force and pace, I want to make you cum, each time I ram my cock home, I fiercely slap your bum

Fucking you until I cum, our sex is always so devine, as for your panties well, I did say they were, a waste of time

THE KINKY POET 

The challenge

Wow that's it keep your ankles high above your head, I didn't realise you were so flexible, until we got in bed

You're as bendy as Pretzel, your joints are made of rubber, I can turn you inside out, my stretchy, kinky lover

Positions are endless, you can bend and touch the floor, a million ways to take you, what man could ask for more

I can grab your ankles and then just spread you open wide or lay behind and raise a leg and fuck you on the side

I can tie you up or lash you down, put you in a leg vice or a clamp, you can last for ages, you never get a cramp

From doggy to reverse cowgirl, over a chair and sixty nine, nothings to much trouble, you make each position fine

You must of been a gymnast, you can even reach back and touch your toes, how am I going to break you, only heaven knows

THE KINKY POET 

Your dream or mine

Where shall we meet tonight, in your dream or mine, as long as we're together, any dream state will be just fine

Just to share the night with you, to feel your skin on mine, then use it for inspiration, to put it in a rhyme

To share how you make me feel, or do the best I can, to put into a stanza, how you made me feel a man

Even though I'm broken, even though I'm stuck lying in my bed, somehow you make me whole again, even though it's in my head

Sharing dreams with you, is like a gift that warms my heart, sharing tender moments though we are voids apart

So when I go to sleep tonight, I pray my dreams will be devine, so where shall I meet you, in your dream or mine

THE KINKY POET

The flame

You can see the ravenous hunger, burning deep within his eyes, the look of desperate man, a look he can't disguise

Pains of the aching wanton needs etched across his face, the look you knew you would see, when you slipped on lace

You knew it was his Kryptonite, you knew lace would put him in a trance, especially when you moved around in a mesmerising dance

Hypnotised by your grace, the lace releasing glimpses of your skin, the closer you got to him, the more you drew him in

You drew him closer to you, he went like a moth goes to a flame, like Icarus flying to near the Sun, he'd never be the same

With no thought of consequence he had no thought of heartache or such pain, he just wanted to be with her and he hoped she felt the same

But you can't get to close to a Goddess, you'll end up a sacrifice, it safer to adore her from a distance, please take this man's advice

For once the Godess touches you, your life will never be the same, in the morning she is gone and then only mortal girls remain

They all my be very beautiful, some may be perfect as it seems but sadly they will all fall short, to the Goddess of your dreams

So try to kerb your hunger, take heed to the warning from this phone, if you touch a Goddess, you'll end up all alone

THE KINKY POET 

The gardener

Shielded through the harsh winter, given only light and Sun, the nurturing of the perfect Rose has now just begun

Watered very often, tended with such love and care, free from weeds and insects, her gardeners always there

To keep her petals moistened, her leafs are the brightest green, her beauty is way beyond measure, she's the most gorgeous Rose there's ever been

The plumpest of petals, she was the most perfect shade of Red, I stared at her for ages, burning a image in my head

I thought I'd never forget that Rose, the perfect flower of my dreams, but that's not the true story, she's not a plant it seems

For the Rose I thought was perfect, the beauty before my very eyes, was the one you've been nurturing, nestled in between your luscious thighs

So now I sip your nectar, like Hummingbird at play, they maybe other Roses but, with this one I will stay

Why would you go to another Rose, when you've found one so devine, I will tend her constantly, until the end of time

THE KINKY POET 

The best seat in the house

Is there anything as sexy, anything simply more devine, than two beautiful woman, having a sixty nine

Caressing each others curves, they move with style and grace, both licking, probing, lapping the pussy in their face

Skin on skin the art of seduction, two sets of nipples are erect, each knowing what to do exactly, to achieve the desired effect

Kissing with such passion, hands knowing where to go, men could really learn a lot, if they watched this show

Fingers moving deftly, each woman makes the other cum, two bodies working in harmony, beating to the same sexual drum

Perfect rhythm, perfect timing, as one they rise and fall, giving their bodies to each other, both giving it their all

All the time I'm being quiet, sitting as quiet has a mouse, getting my education, from the best seat in the house

THE KINKY POET 

Through my veins

Each time my heartbeats it pushes the Goddess around my veins, sending her essence through me, each beat calls out her name

Bringing her into my life, she fills my life with peace and joy, having her share my dreams makes me a happy boy

Dreams of sharing kisses, feeling her sensual body next to mine, entwined as one together, the moments shared were so devine

Sipping from her sacred place, I drank her sweetest wine, nectar from my Goddess, my dreams just made her mine

Sometimes we were so sensual, but we also shared a kinky side, dreaming of her in sexy lace, showed a lust I couldn't hide

A ravenous firey passion, ignited by her sensual lust, I follow where her passion leads, in her I have great trust

My poems come from her inspiration, ideas just appear inside my brain, fed by the Goddess pumping through my veins

THE KINKY POET