THE KINKY POET

Know that you are real

It started with a quick hello, a messege sent across the line, now your all I think about and how you look so fine

I close my eyes and you are there, I dream of your pretty smiles, its amazing how close you feel to me, though we're devided by so many miles

The distance between us is closed by things share across the internet, I feel like we are getting closer, though we've never met

I wonder what it would feel like, to feel you skin to skin, a chance to hold you in my arms, so i let my dream begin

For within my dreams you are here beyond all space and time, when I'm in my dream like world, it feels like you are mine

Distance is irrelevant, the real world just counts for nought, though I miss you in the morning, I love the happiness you've brought

So I thank you for reaching out and for all the messages we share, I know you are so far away but I wish that I was there

There to say good morning, to be the last thing you see at night, to hold your body close to me, no matter if it's dark or light

Then I wouldn't have to dream of you, or guess how your kisses feel, because I could kiss you tenderly and know that you are real

THE KINKY POET 

Drawn

As the strength of the full moon, pulls the sea towards shore, just one simple dream of you, makes me want you more

Just as the Sea rushes forward, to gently kiss the sand, I hope you come into my dream, so I can hold your hand

Just like the huge Sunflower what tracks the Sun each day, I track you in my mind and heart, what more can I say

Following your pretty smile, you are brighter than the Sun, I'm warmed by your loving eyes, you truly are the one

Just as my ears are drawn to a beautifully written song, you fill my heart with a joyous love, my heart's where you belong

Like being pulled by the strongest magnet, I'm drawn into my dreams, looking for you baby, you are the one it seems

All day I think of you, I write my thoughts of you in rhyme, being drawn towards the nighttime, when I can make you mine

Spending the night with you, until I lose you to the dawn, then I spend the day just waiting, to the nighttime again I'm drawn

THE KINKY POET 

Promised land

I wonder if your out there, searching just like me, wondering if true love can be found, to let you heart fly free

Is the other part of your puzzle, searching just like you, looking for that perfect fit, to make a love that's whole and true

Is your perfect soul mate, wandering through their sleep, looking, hoping, wishing, to find a heart to share and keep

As the universe does it's thing, as the world still turns, is there a perfect partner, sharing all your dreams and yearns

Like two passing ships in the night, did your chance go by, surely you didn't miss your chance, did your hope just fade and die

Are you going in separate ways, are you both lost inside the void, destined to be alone forever, this fate you must avoid

Or are they still out there, seaching with a out stretched hand, just waiting for you to take it, then lead them to the promised land

THE KINKY POET 

Cum some more

Baby I'm so hungry for your pussy, just climb onto my face, lower yourself onto me, take your rightful place

One knees against each ears, make sure you face away, then I can look at your sexy ass, whilst I eat and play

That's it just hover, you're at the perfect licking height, perfectly in position for me to lick and suck all night

I can see you're glistening, your Peach juices start to run, I pull your Peach towards me, I control you by your bum

As my tongue finds the spot, you start to ride my face, pushing down and grinding, as my tongue starts to pick up pace

Flicking, probing, fucking, my tongue dances on your clit, each lap makes you wetter, so I drink from your soaking slit

Your juices is pouring into my mouth, as I lap you with my tongue, playing on your cliterus, until your pussy's cum

Even when I'm on my own, laying in my empty bed, I imagine you across my face, stretched across my head

Constantly I'm hungry, filled with a need simply to eat you raw, then once you've cum into my mouth, I'll make you cum some more

THE KINKY POET 

Don't talk, suck and fuck

Get down on your knee's I want you to suck my cock, give me your special suck, my world your gonna rock

Don't you dare look at me, keep your eyes fixed on the floor, I only want to hear a yes from you, don't you say no more

Now your on your knee's, open your painted lips real wide, brush my helmet on lips, then slide me deep inside

That's it daddys girl, I suck me until I'm nearly done, stop when I tell you, you better not make me come

Then I'm gonna get on my knees, and fuck you from behind, I'm gonna fuck you hard and fast, the really dirty kind

Pounding you from behind, my fingers held tightly by the hips, you are so wet and juicy, my cock easily slides and slips

You are breathing heavy, your pushing back each time I thrust, juice is running down your leg, to taste you is a must

I put my hand around your front, I get your nectar on my fingers, you taste of the sweetest Peach, I hope it lasts and lingers

You are the perfect Submissive, I can't believe my luck, you don't speak when I tell you, when I just want to suck and fuck

THE KINKY POET 

Aftercare loving

Now I've had my way with you, we sucked and fucked all night, now it's time for Aftercare, so let me treat you right

Let me lift you off your knees, come cradle in my arms, let me tell you how great you are, let's discuss your special charms

Let me run a bath for you, with scented candles and soft warm bubbles, let me wash you clean my love, nothing is to much trouble

Run the sponge all over you, caressing your every curve, treating you like a Goddess, it's just what you deserve

After snuggled in a warm fluffy towel, you climb upon my lap, wrapped in my loving arms, it's nearly time to nap

I make you a hot chocolate, with marshmallows in the cup, I love to see happiness in your eyes, as you take a long slow sup

Then I guide you up the stairs, we both slide into bed, you snuggle down in my arms and rest your weary head

I stroke your face, I kiss your head, my fingers entwined in your fresh washed hair, you drift off to neverland, feeling loved with Aftercare

THE KINKY POET 

Special day

Babe you look stunning in that White dress, I've got to say, can we find a quiet spot, my cock just wants to play

Yes I know where we are, but people are still finding places in the pew, come you know it would be fun, I know you want me too

We could creep off to where that bell is kept, the one below the steeple clock, I could get it out for you and you could suck my cock

Or we could go off to the graveyard, there's one just around the back, if you lift that dress up high enough, I could slip inside your crack

God you look so beautiful, I'm sure I've never seen that dress, can't we go into those boxes, you know where they all confess

There must be somewhere we can go, just  slide your panties to the floor, oh I can see by that look, your not wearing them, you sexy, saucy whore

Can you stop shaking your head, you've filled each idea with doom, yes I know this is a special day and we're the bride and groom

THE KINKY POET 

I was a social butterfly

I was a Social butterfly, I've sipped from many a pretty Rose, searching for the perfect juice, you are the one I chose

Yes others were pretty, they quite often tasted great, but now I've found you my Rose, your taste has sealed my fate

No longer will I flit from Rose to Rose, sipping from their finest juice, no longer will I share myself, I'm no longer free and loose

Now I've found my perfect Rose, no other Rose will do, they simply aren't good enough, because none of them are you

No one can match my perfect Rose, with her nectar of the freshest Peach, so I'll fly across the void each night, until you are in reach

For no other can sustain me, from you is where I'll feed, only you can give me everything this poetic butterfly would need

So I will fly high on the winds of fate, letting all the other Roses pass me by, no longer do they draw me in, I was a social butterfly

THE KINKY POET 

The gardeners job

The gardened moves up your path, he stops at the gate of lace, he doesn't dare open it, without the look of approval on your face

With your smile he continues, he pulls the lace gate wide, it reveals to him your garden, its glistening beckons him inside

He checks out your perfect lawn, it's always kept so neat, then he looking at your Rose, it's so beautiful, soft and sweet

He gently strokes your petals, they quiver to his touch, he puts his lips upon them, he loves her so very much

He kisses her soft petals, he hears your tender sighs, he feels you tilt your head back and now you close your eyes

He begins to tend your Rose, he treats her with love and care, you are at your happiest, when your gardeners there

Watering your precious Rose, he covers her in a loving dew, she shines in the moonlight, he feels so good to you

With your petals parted, he licks and probes your flower, sending waves if ecstasy through you, each minute lasts a hour

Passion and hunger run wild, through your heart and soul, to give you sexual pleasure is your gardeners only goal

To take care of your Rose, to watch her blossom through the night, is the only aim of your gardener, let's hope he does it right

THE KINKY POET 

Petals parted

If I'm very gentle, can I please stroke your perfect Rose, it looks so very beautiful, it's the special one I've chose

Soft and smooth to the touch, i can feel some petal dew, I can see it glistening slightly, the closer I can I get to you

I'm close enough to smell her, she has the sweetest of perfume, you spread your legs wider, so I can get some room

I move myself between your thighs, I kiss your dew filled lips, my tongue pushes deeper, so I can now take sips

Like a hungry Hummingbird, my tongue feeds off your nectars wine, you taste of the freshest Peach, your juice is just devine

My thumbs part your petals, I can see your bud so pink, I run my fingers across her, I want to take you to the brink

Your petals have the deepest Pink, she is the perfect Rose, I can feel the heat from her, as she's this close to my nose

I'd love to kiss her gently, to treat her with the care she needs, let me be her Gardner, I'd keep her free from weeds

She would grow in a tidy garden, I'd tend her lawn no matter what style you craved, I'd keep it trimmed nice and short or I'd keep it cleanly shaved

So let me be your roses gardener, I would do the task whole hearted, I'd make sure she was watered, everytime her petals parted

THE KINKY POET 

Cat whose got the Cream

Getting sexy pics from you, would really make my heartbeat race, I'd even love normal selfies, of your pretty smiley face

Wearing pretty dresses, when you're going out for fun, looking hot with sexy curves and your shapely bum

Sexy kinky pictures, with collars, stockings and dog chains, just looking at your body, would make kinky sins run through my brain

God you'd look so sexy, you are like a work of sexy art, looking at your pictures, would keep you close, though we're voids apart

I wouldn't get enough of them, please send more down the line, pictures taken just for me, some that would be truly mine

Pictures of my dream girl, would help keep my hopes alive, wishes that you'll send me some, to help my poems thrive

If I had to pick one, it would be to hard for me to choose, because if I picked a winner, then the other one's would have to loose

To me everyone would be perfect, each one would make me dream, they'd make me feel so special, like the Cat whose got the Cream

THE KINKY POET