THE KINKY POET

Sunday worship

I've got to tear and rip your clothes off, my lust has got control, I got to have you naked, I want my baby doll

Now all you have is underwear, the bra comes off with just a tug, popping out your gorgeous breasts, from the place that they were snug

All that you've left Is panties made of the softest lace, you know they won't protect you, has I rip them off in haste

I stand back to look at you, my super sexy work of art, to me you are so perfect, I love you with all my heart

You simply stretch out your hand, you pull me in real tight, you whisper you're my playground and your body's mine tonight

You tell me to not hold back, let loose the hounds of lust, do anything I want with you, I have your total trust

We made love aggressively, we both made sure we left our mark, claws, bites and bruises brought on through our passions spark

The house looked like a war zone, furniture thrown about the place, remnants of wild erotic sex, put a smile across my face

Wow that was a passionate night, we fucked in every room, orgasms coming thick and fast, I felt my world go boom

Now we better clear up, put everything back as it was before, then we can shower and go off to church, where you look so demure

Sitting at Sunday worship, none of the congregation would ever know, how you switch into a Tigress, when you start to go

One hand on your prayer book, the other on my knee, you look so pure and innocent but you're not fooling me

As soon as we get in the car, we're gonna find somewhere to park, then I'm going to play with you, to ignite your passions spark

THE KINKY POET 

Be still my beating heart

Yes i know it's just a dream, but even a broken poet can hope for love, pray for a miracle, for a Angel sent from up above

Someone who can see past his broken body and see inside his heart, to see that he is worthy, of giving true love a start

A person who understands what they see isn't just a broken shell, but a loving caring person, who writes poetry as well

Still capable of tenderness, of making sure their number one, making them feel special and he'd never stop until it's done

A man who writes of romance, of desires of the flesh and lust, someone you can count on, a man who they can realĺy trust

He dreams is she out there, is she capable of seeing past his wheelchair and his bed, but love him for the real him and not what she just sees instead

So now he goes off to dream, the search for his love must start, will he find her in his dreams, be still my beating heart

THE KINKY POET 

Hand and glove

Romance and desire, they go together just like hand and glove, but they can also seem world's apart they're different forms of love

Romance is hearts and flowers, wrapped in a warm embrace, desire comes from a sexual lust, it's often seen on a person's face

Desire is a hunger, grown and felt from deep within, a burning flame of passion, flamed by the need for sin

Romance is holding hands on long walks and watching the setting of the Sun, sending lovng messeges, proclaiming they're the one

Desire is aggressive interactions, with nothing held back in bed, wild nights of passion, brought on by fantasies in your head

Romance can last forever, if you truly.find that special one, that feelng of being complete, then you know your search is done

Desire burns so fiercely, its not often a eternal flame, its lasts but a short time, then only memories and the embers still remain

But both Romance and desire, are both forms of how we love, though they may be different they go together just like hand and glove

THE KINKY POET 

Magic Wand

If I had a magic wand, I'd simply give it a little wave, then you'd step out from my dreams to give me all I crave

With a flick of my wrist you'd be tied up, or spread out on the floor, you would switch from innocent Angel to my kinky sexy whore

I'd use some levitation, to get you floating in mid air, high enough to lick you out, with not much room to spare

We could fuck anywhere, you would just have  to name the place, your erotic desires all fulfilled, just the thought makes my heart race

Dungeons, Castles, or on some warm exotic sandy beach, there's no where I wouldn't take you, no fantasy is out of reach

Everything you may desire, every kinky thing that you could wish, instantly happening, all I'd have to do is swish

I'd only want one wish, that would simply be to have you here, to kiss your lips in real life, to have you close and near

Endless toys and gadgets, you'd be dressed up in all the things I'm fond, the world would be our Oyster if I had a magic wand

THE KINKY POET 

Passion burns bright

The passion is ignited, the fires burn so high and bright, you are all consuming, I hope I dream of you tonight

Just a thought of a single kiss, or to feel you skin to skin, my mind goes into overdrive and the poetry begins

Everytime my heartbeats, you rush around my veins, you fill my heart with erotic needs, each breath it calls your name

I close my eyes and drift off, the hunt for you was on, trying to spend sometime with you, before the night has gone

Hunger, desire and a wonton need, now my bodies loaded full of lust, you started a inferno, to stoke it is a must

Feed my needs with your body, I'm addicted to your juice, let me take you every way, let's play real fast and loose

Your passions fuel mine, we both feed off each others desire, the collision of our lust, explodes like some St Elmo's fire

Lust has such a power, once tasted it's a drug you won't forget, you want it, I need it, so let's share without regret

THE KINKY POET 

I hear

I swear I hear your pussy, it's calling out my name when you're open wide, it's calling for me to bring my tongue and push it deep inside

I kneel myself before you, you're laying on the edge of our bed, I kneel down before you and quietly bow my head

I slowly work up your silky thighs, I'm simply heaven bound, kissing each thigh intermittently, until I reach your moistened mound

I hear you gently release a sigh, as you feel me kiss your lips, already you are wet for me, so I lap up a few small drips

Your reach down and spread yourself, I see your inner Pink, I push my tongue in slowly, lapping as I think

Thinking I'm in heaven, I believed such beauty was out my reach, but here I am at heaven's gate, tasting your finest Peach

Bringing you such pleasure is a honour of which I'm proud, I love to hear you sigh and moan or scream my name out loud

So anytime you need me, know that I'm always very near, let your pussy call my name, I promise that I'll hear

THE KINKY POET 

Crazy train

My mind is going crazy, you're always on my brain, racing through my fantasies like some unstoppable crazy train

I can't control where we go, there's no way for me to steer, I have no clue of our destination, I only know i need you near

Racing to a fantasy, we play it out within my dreams, then we hurtle off to the next one, well at least that's how it seems

From dress up to bondage and all forms of kinky, sexy play, I can't stop thinking of you, right throughout my working day

Knowing every kinky thought, will produce a fantasy in rhyme, I can't stop writing, they're about you all the time

My perfect Rose, my sexy dream girl, the one i just adore, you fill my dreams with happiness, no boy could want you more

I wish upon the first star at night, I wish on it hoping that it's true, I would only want one wish, to simply be with you

For you to step out of my dreams, put the brakes on this crazy train, be there when I wake up and not be just a poem in my brain

But I know that's unlikely, so there's one choice that must remain, take my hand and climb aboard, let's ride this crazy train

THE KINKY POET 

The Ron 5001

Better than the original, it's design has been improved, it can now scan your body and tell when you're in the mood

Sensors pick up your pheromones, it knows when you're turned on, it also comes with Bluetooth to play your favourite romantic song

Designed with a working tongue, it's made to lick, and lap until your poked, it will play on your pussy until your bed is soaked

Adjustable licking speeds, it works by voice command, harder, faster, deeper it follows your demand

He has a special phone app, you can even call your mate, you can use it to control his cock, you can switch from full thrust to a vibrate

New nimble fingers, they pinch, they scratch, they pull, tell The Ron 5001 what you want this toy can do it all

Realistic hair and six pack, he's recharged in a quicker time, he still has all the older models features, he still loves to tell you rhyme

Now he can multi task, he can suck and fuck and talk, his knees have been redesigned, to give him a more realistic natural walk

So you could take him to the park, or find a quiet place to play, with his built in Sat Nav, you won't get lost that day

But the best new feature we've saved till last, it's bigger than those written about above, the new Ron 5001, can actually learn to love

THE KINKY POET 

It's nearly Halloween my favourite time. Was watching Nightmare in Elm Street. This came to mind

Horror night

Freddy Krueger, Jason or Chucky which one scares you most, or is it the thought of Hannibal Lecter, spreading you on his toast

Maybe it's Vampires, Werewolf or paranormal stuff, what makes you hide behind your hands, when you've had enough

Killers who hide in the house, the ones who wait till you're asleep, then comes out to cut your throat, with a slash that goes so deep

Maybe it's a stalker, Peeping through your window late at night, trying see a away of getting in, to make you his that night

Or is it more recent like the Slenderman or maybe Annabelle, there are so many in the night, where your fear comes from who can tell

But there's one thing you can be sure of, whatever causes you such fear, know that everytime the light goes out, one of them a near

Waiting in your wardrobe, or laying underneath your bed, can you hear them breathing or is that just in your head

It's very nearly Halloween, the time for you to get a fright, so you better watch a scary film and prepare for horror night

THE KINKY POET 

The Ron 5000

I am the Ron 5000, I'm the latest robotic sexual boy, I'm programmed to bring you pleasure and to bring you sexual joy

I'm versed in many positions, I'm very flexible and fun, my cock is multi functional, it's design for your pussy, mouth and bum

It can grow to different sizes, from length and also girth, to make sure you are satisfied, I'm guaranteed you'll get your monies worth

I'm programmed to do bondage, I'll put you across my knee, I will do everything required, I will follow every plea

I recite sexual poetry, I can sense when your pussy's wet, I'll give you multiple orgasms, I'm the best fuck you can get

I come with many outfits, but you can purchase more online, just keep me charged and updated, I'll be ready anytime

I promise never to say no, I am the perfect type of man, I only swear if you want me to, only when you say I can

I can treat you like you are a Queen, or a dirty little whore, from sitting on your Royal throne, to being fucked right on the floor

I don't get drunk or stay out late, I never ask you where you've been, I don't care if you've had others, or how many men you've seen

I'm waterproof and my skin feels real, you can bring me in the shower, you can share me with your friends, though my charging takes a hour

For I'm the Ron 5000, just here to make sigh and cum, then just put me back inside my box, once your needs are done

THE KINKY POET