THE KINKY POET

Fluffy cuffs

Babe you must be joking, you're not putting those on me, surely they're just for kids, in moments I'd be free

You don't think they are strong enough, will they even fit around my wrist, I'm sure I could pop them off, with a single twist

Ok I'm up for this, you'll soon see it's just a waste of time, then I'm gonna take control, then your pussy will be mine

Where do you want me, I promise I won't even fight, if those things hold me, my bodies yours tonight

Oh shit they tickle, but why am I laid on our bed face face down, why are you spreading my cheeks, babe don't you fool around

Oh shit these are strong, I haven't the power to get free, babe why can I feel cold lube, what have you planned for me

Ok, Ok you have won, I was wrong and you were right, they may be fluffy cuffs, but they seem to hold you tight

Yes I said if they hold me, my bodies yours to play, but I didn't mean for anal, you know I don't play that way

Stop now baby, you were right, now you've had your fun, don't even think about doing it, that thing better not touch my bum

I can hear it buzzing, I'm beginning to freak right out, don't make me angry, you don't want to make you shout

God these cuffs are strong, I'll take all my jokes right back, babe I can feel that thing vibrating, it's moving up towards my crack

Don't make me beg you, you have the control my dear, its stopped being funny now, I'm beginning to feel real fear

I promise to behave myself, just please babe don't be rough, just let me get free and up, please release your fluffy cuffs

THE KINKY POET 

Animal attraction

Let me get behind you, like a Stallion gets up onto his mare, guide my cock inside you, splitting your soft wet pussy hair

Take you like the king of the jungle, I'll bite you as we fuck, you may leave me with scratches but that would be tough luck

Fucking just like wild Rabbits, so many times a day, pounding until your pussy's sore, from all our Bunny play

Or do it like the Chimpanzee, they just fuck for fun, they will stick it in every hole, they love a bit of bum

We could play puppy dogs, that's how doggy style got its name, I'd let you put a collar on, whilst we played this game

Any wild animal would do, I want to get real wild and free, let loose my attraction for you, to show the animal deep in me

Let loose all the wild in me, to show you my passions wild and raw, so get down on all fours my love, and let's fuck like animals on the floor

THE KINKY POET 

Dream like cloud

Bouncing along on a dream like cloud, I saw my girl tonight, she appeared in my favourite spot, to make me feel alright

She wrapped her arms around me, I got the gift of a tender kiss, she smiled and placed her head on my chest, the feeling was such bliss

She listened to my heart beat, I'm sure she heard it call her name, telling her I love her then repeat it once again

Floating through the universe, shooting stars they pass right by, everything is perfect, I let out a content sigh

How can I be so lucky, when I'm in this dream like state, but be lonely in reality, is this forever to be my fate

I wonder if a time will come, when I'm happy all the time, I guess the only way that would happen, would be if she was really mine

Then I'd be floating on a cloud, not just at night but day, then I'd be with her forever, I can but wish and hope and pray

But until then a dream will do, if nighttime happiness is all I'm allowed, I'll take these fleeting moments and float on a dream like cloud

THE KINKY POET 

The gift

A parcel arrived to day, I wondered what it could be, I hadn't ordered anything, so who sent this to me

I eagerly opened it up and to my great surprise, there was a great big Dildo, right before my eyes

No note or messege, so no clue from who my gift was from, the only thing I knew for sure was, it wouldn't go up my bum

The length was enormous, the girth like a can of Coke, there was definitely only one place, where it I'd dare to poke

I had a quick look at the time, I had some moments for a play, a chance to try this bad boy out, before I start my day

I got into the bedroom, I was already damp between the thighs, excited by this monster cock, I see before my eyes

I put a towel on the bed, I lubed up its massive head, climbed onto my bed, then my legs I slowly spread

The tip pushed my lips apart, I guided the head in nice and slow, taking things real gently, not sure how far this thing will go

Inch by inch I slide it in, pain and pleasure filled my brain, I pushed until I could take no more but half of it remained

I began to thrust it in the lube and juice made me real slick, soon I was pounding myself, pushing it in and out real quick

Deeper, harder pushes my orgasms came so thick and fast, my god I was cumming, how much longer can this last

With a scream I exploded, I'd wrecked the towel and sheets, I laid there exhausted, delighted with my treat

For the rest of the day I wondered, who sent my new favourite toy, was it from a stranger or perhaps my poet boy

THE KINKY POET 

I thank the God who smiled

God smiled on me the night, he sent you to share my dreams, he gave me a glimpse of happiness or to me that's how it seems

Just like an Angel, you were sent up from high above, to fill my dreams with passion, desire and with love

You come in to my dream, then you climb in my lonely bed, nestled up beside me, sleeping in my heart and head

Sharing fleeting moments, we share nightly tender kisses, then you make love with me, fulfilling all my wishes

Entwined and moulded together, it's like we are as one, fused in a lovers embrace, only separated by dawns Sun

Sun light is our Kryptonite, it is by far my biggest fear, when it shows its ugly head, I know you're nowhere near

As long as there is darkness, I'm transfixed, enthralled, beguiled, I'm honoured to have my dream girl, so I thank the God who smiled

THE KINKY POET 

A shoe thing

Slip on or with straps, you got to simply love them all the same, some designed for office work, some for a roll play game

Patent Black leather, or a kinky, sexy Leppard look, all are captivating and alluring in my personal book

Small heels for a vintage look, or heels that are so high, from simple flats, to mega heels that go up to the sky

Then you have the sexy boots, that slide right up the thigh, just a mere thought of them, will make this poet sigh

Sexy heels and stockings a look that can't be beat, they make a girl look gorgeous, from her head down to her feet

Designed to make you wiggle, to shape the way you walk, they hypnotise me so easily, I find it hard to talk

Just fixated on your sexy shoes, they make you look so cute, they make want to take you home and enjoy your forbidden fruit

I guess I have a kink for shoes, I never really knew, until I saw that sexy pair and how they look on you

So now I have another kink, my bow has another string, to add to my other quirks, I now have real shoe thing

THE KINKY POET 

Infatuated inspiration

Mesmerized, captured, entranced, by a single loving smile, adored by a poet whose known you for a while

He writes into a frenzy, about how you make him feel, of how he dreams of you every night and how he wishes it was real

How you both share kisses, how you make his broken body whole once more, how with a single touch of skin, you make his sad heart soar

A chance to feel your hand in his, just to spend one night within his arms, he'd give up everything, to share your loving charms

To feel your curves under him, to run his hands across you wild and free, to cover every inch of you, would bring him so much glee

Lips locking tenderly, tongues dueling for romance, fighting for loves dominance, if they got the chance

Staring deep into your eyes, his desires fire's burning bright, his eternal flame grows higher, as it burns right through the night

He knows you are just a dream away, but his poems are his dedication, to show how he feels for you, is it a case of Infatuated inspiration

THE KINKY POET 

Duct tape

This is the go too thing, when they don't want to play, it will keep them secured in their place, so they can't move all day

It has so many uses, it can stop them if they scream, it can turn your noisy nightmare into a play mates dream

Bound tight it's hard to break, it will hold them down so tight, unable to stop or fight you off, from your desires on that night

A must tool for abduction, bound and gagged up in a van, guaranteed to keep them secure whether girl or man

It sticks to any surface, from metal bedsteads to those of wood, it never marks the furniture, it really is quite good

Legs bound together or stretched out nice and wide the tape will keep them right in place, as you go inside

See Duct tape is your playtime friend, it comes on a handy roll, guaranteed to stick forever, until you've owned their soul

But I have just one complaint, when you use it, it's not fair, once you've had your way with me, it rips out my bloody hair

I don't mind the beatings, I love it when we play consensual rape, but can't we buy some zip ties and get rid of the fucking tape

THE KINKY POET 

Out my door

The Sun starts to come up, it's time to say goodbye, I can't convince you to st8ay with me, so I won't even try

I watch gather up your things, then your heading for my door, I hear the lock go click, I'm alone again once more

From moments of pure ecstasy, to the empty feeling of being on my own, laying here in my bed, with just poetry on my phone

If I close my eyes real tight, I can still feel your goodbye kiss, pictures of our evening, are just reminders of the things I'll miss

Your soft sweet skin touching mine, the smell of your sweet perfume, remnants of much happier times, when you were here inside my room

I run my tongue around my mouth, hunting for your pussy's taste, searching for the last drop of you, these things I cannot waste

Who knows when I'll see you again, I can just pray with all my might, you do me the honour once again and visit me tonight

Let me hear the door lock go, let me see your loving smile, feel you climb in next to me, even if it's only for a while

Stay until the Sun comes up, until I can dream no more, then kiss me gently and say goodbye as you go out my door

THE KINKY POET

Is my love insane

I need her so badly, this special girl is always on my brain, she's all i can think about, she's diving me insane

Everywhere I go, there's a reminder of this sweet dream girl, I hear a song on the radio, then another poem will unfurl

The scent of a perfume, the deep velvet of a perfect Rose, makes me think of past dreams and my desire for her grows

I go about my daily tasks, just passing time until the night, then I go straight to sleep, hoping she'll visit me tonight

Just slide into my dream world, take me in her loving arms, take me with her body, sharing all her sexual charms

Shower me with kisses, let me drink her pussy's wine, listen to her sweet voice, has she tells me that's she's mine

Even though I know she's just a dream and only through the night she will remain, is it possible to love just a dream,  or is my love insane

THE KINKY POET