THE KINKY POET

Real good girl

Baby take your clothes off, and fold them on the chair, take down your pigtails, shake out your pretty hair

Go to the wardrobe find something in which you want to play, you've been such a good girl, so today will be your day

We can play sexy dress up or I can tie you to the bed, tell me what you want to do, what's running through your head

Bring out the special toy box, pick out your favourite things, yes we can hang some weights on your nipple rings

Butt plugs and dildos, some hot wax to drip upon your skin, let your desires run wild, tonight's the night for sin

Yep put on your P.V.C, your leather or some pretty lace, you can even get your gag out and I'll put it on your face

You can get on your knee's, or in the stocks, I can even tie you to a raft, I could practice my shibari, I love the rope play craft

So baby the balls in your court, what would you like to give a whirl, tonight's all about you my sweet, you've been a real good girl

THE KINKY POET 

Special boy

I want to be your special boy, you could be my Dom, I'd be yours to do with has you please, I'd  be your Submissive from now on

I'll agree to a contract, I'll sign straight away on the dotted line, I'll treat you like a Goddess, my lifes no longer mine

I will earn my rewards, I'll try not to step right out of line, if I do you can punish me, the thought of pain is so devine

I want you to steer me through lifes twists and turns, help sooth my frantic mind, keep me on a even path, if you'd be so kind

One day if I'm really worthy, your collar I might get to wear, a symbol of our conviction, to show the world we care

Please take me into consideration, please let me bend the knee, give me the chance to prove myself, please give this chance to me

To serve you is all I ask, I know Submission is no party games, let me be your special boy, for the time that still remains

I'll be anything for you, from Submissive to sex toy, I just want to honor you and be your special boy

THE KINKY POET 

Mirror

A handful of your hair, as I ride you roughly from behind, pounding you hard and fast, fucking at its nasty kind

Pulling your head back with every thrust, so you can see my face, glaring in the mirror as I pick up the pace

I force you to watch us fuck, as we bump and grind, trying to make you cum again, I want to blow your mind

I see your eyes shut tight as your juices run down your leg, you.must be getting closer now, I hear you start to beg

Fuck me harder Daddy, I've been such a naughty slut, ram your cock in deeper, make me feel you in my gut

Spank me with your free hand,.or stick a finger up my bum, do the dirty things I like, oh daddy make me cum

I make you look at me as I move closer to your ear, I whisper in my daddy growl, loud enough to hear

When you can't walk tomorrow and your pussy's bruised and sore, remember the look on my face, as I take my little whore

THE KINKY POET 

Sex inside your head

Let me climb inside your brain, whilst you are in bed, let me just seduce you, from deep.inside your head

I'm going to have a creep around, to find all your kinks and needs, then bring them out to play tonight, to satisfy you with my deeds

Close your eyes and feel my hands, sliding to your mound, can you feel my fingers, playing in the wetness they have found

Your nipples start to harden, simply at the thought of my rough touch, twisting and pulling at them, until the pains to much

You start to arch your body, as my lips go to your Rose, you can feel my tongue on your clit, as your need to cum still grows

You begin to rise and fall, juices flow out to soak your sheet, now I am on top of you, guiding in my swollen meat

You spread your legs and take me in, together we rise and fall, you pull me in closer, your pussy wants it all

Together we keep symmetry, we keep rhythm in perfect time, you are breathing heavily, your orgasm feels devine

Then you let your body go, as you release you cry and moan, slowly you open up your eyes, you know you're on your own

For I was just a fantasy, a Sapiosexual lover in your head, I'm a million miles away, just laying in my bed

But I can reach across the void, anytime you want to cum, just read my kinky poetry, then it's time for fun

THE KINKY POET 

Twist of fate

A simple glance, a pretty smile, could simply make your day, but it could lead to true happiness, sending your life in a different way

A thank you for a coffee, a offering of a seat on a busy train, any simple gesture, could set your heart aflame

A accidental brush of skin, when passing someone change, you may get a tingle, or a feeling that is strange

Eye to eye across a crowded room, as people chat and dance, you become mesmerized by their smile, they have you in a trance

Ordering your lunch on the phone, a voice you always here, they remember your order straight away, you think that's kind of dear

So many opportunities pass you by, it happens every single day, you only have to grab the chance, before it slips away

Take the risk and say hello, you might make yourself a mate, or you might just find the one, it is a twist of fate

THE KINKY POET 

Why do I wake

God I'm feeling horny, I really need to have a nasty, dirty fuck, girl just get on your knee's and give my cock a suck

Wearing that outfit, is like a red flag to a horny bull, you're gonna get a pounding girl, you're gonna get it all

You know I love short skirts, and silky stockings drive me mad, you look so very sexy girl, let's play at being bad

It wasn't until you bent over, I could see your pussy's wet, you must be feeling horny too, because I haven't touched you yet

I slide a finger deep inside, I just had to have a taste, you sit slowly down on my hand, as I hold you by your waist

You grind yourself on my hand, I feel your juices run, I got some fingers deep inside, whilst I slap you on your bum

Now you feel ready, climb onto my solid hungry clock, your pussy feels so nice and tight, we start to push and rock

Grinding, pushing, thrusting, I love fucking whilst sitting on the chair, you slowly peel your clothes off, I love it when you're bare

The pounding starts to pick up pace, I love to make you cum, ride me harder baby, do you want me in your bum

If you do just turn around, then just slowly guide me in, I know you love anal sex and to us it is no form of sin

So I'll do anything that you want, you just take the lead, any position or style you want, I will do that deed

Ride me until I explode, let me fill you with my loving cream but just has I blow my load, again i wake up from the dream

Why do I have to wake up, why can't I stay in my dream with you, I only want to please you babe, there's nothing I won't do

THE KINKY POET 

Trick or treat

Oh it's nearly Halloween, it's time soon for trick or treat, I wonder what monsters lay in wait, what ones will you meet

There's bound to be some Witches, a few Ghosts a Vampire with blood dripped fangs, people of the undead, make loud and spooky bangs

Of course there be horror characters, Jason Voorhees, Micheal Myers and a Chucky doll, all out on the hunt, trying to raise they're own death toll

Maybe Freddy Krueger now that one I'd love to meet, he's my own favourite nightmare, but his works done on another street

A Mummy wrapped in bandages, Frankenstein, and Wolfman, you can often hear him howl, all scaring children, whilst on their Halloween prowl

Pumpkins on the doorstep, Ghosts floating on the breeze, the air is full of terror, it makes your skin begins to freeze

But you know its just a night, when monsters come out to play, where children gather candy, or so that's what people say

But you never know whose behind the mask, you'll never know who you might really meet, when you go out in the dark, just to trick or treat

THE KNIKY POET 

I saw a quote on a very dear friends Instagram and I used it as a prompt to thank her for all her support and care over the past eight years

Homesick

When the waves of anxiety crash against my once peaceful shore, you are here beside me, to calm the sea once more

Pain and sadness tries to entrap me in the dark, you're there like a guiding light, you are my hopeful spark

When I'm lost on lifes highway, when I don't know where to turn, you are my compass, you're the direction that I yearn

When I'm struggling to find my breath, when I'm in desperate need of air, your smile fills my lungs again, thank god you're always there

Even though we're miles apart, I know I'm not alone, I have you on speed dial, my Angel on my phone

So when I'm lost and have no fight, you give me the strength to carry on, you're always with me, long after others might have gone

I always feel safe when you are close, no matter where you roam, with YOUR ARMS AROUND ME FELT LIKE HOME

I'M HOMESICK

Ron

Train on the brain

The Steam from the train, starts to sting my already puffy eyes, you haven't left the platform yet but the stings turned into cries

As I watch you pull away, I know you're no longer mine, as i watch my dream girl's train, move further up the line

I watch you going further on, no sign of a goodbye wave, no inclination that you'll miss me, no sign of the love I crave

I watch you go off into the distance, until you're no longer in my sight, there goes my happiness, I'm left to face a lonely night

I hear the locomotion's rhythm, my heartbeat falls into line, pounding out I'll miss you and how I wish you were still mine

Soon you are out of sight, I try to dry my teary eyes, knowing that today was the day, a pure love simply dies

Gone off to another place, I'm sure someone new will still your heart, but I will love you always though we are apart

I wish you well and all happiness, wherever you end up on that train, I will go on living, though you'll be always on my brain

So i say goodbye to my dream girl, as she rumbles out of sight, thankfully I wake up from a nightmare of a night

I roll over to see you there, tomorrow you must board a train but you're only going to see your mum, I hate my over active brain

THE KINKY POET 

Here then gone

Slowly take your clothes off, there is no need to rush, I love to watch you undress, so I sit in a silent hush

It's like you're my birthday present, I watch you unwrap my special gift, taking time between the buttons, slow and steady, never swift

I get a peek at your chest, it's wrapped in such a pretty bra, you are so very ample, so the buttons hadn't gone down that far

Each button shows some more, you are locked onto my eyes, you stop unbuttoning for a moment, to slowly stroke your thighs

Every movement has me mesmerized, you have me in a trance, you slowly sway and roll your hips in some hypnotic dance

Now your blouse is on the floor, your in just your bra and skirt, you. slide your dress up to show your stockings, you sexy little flirt

I hear the zipper as it goes down, your skirt it hits the floor, your wearing matching underwear, no boy could ask for more

You slowly slide one bra strap off, then you remove one more, then you turn your back to me, you're heading for the door

You stop in the doorway, I was just about to scream and shout, then you dropped your bra on the floor and switched the light right out

Your silhouette was amazing, I could see each and every curve, I watched you grind the doorframe, you ignited every nerve

You slid off you panties, then switched the light back on, I glanced at your body, then in a moment you were gone

I sat there for ages waiting, just looking at my phone, after a short while I realised you were gone and I was on my own

Then my phone went ping, the messege simply said, I hope you enjoyed the striptease my love, but now it's time for bed

THE KINKY POET