THE KINKY POET

The Pink

Hiding in between your lips, is the pinkest softest skin, I'd love to.get close to it, and slide some fingers in

Maybe get you to part your lips, so I can see the pink I crave, though its just a small part of you, to your pussy I'm a slave

It is the sexiest shade of pink, it glistens like the moon lit sea, I want to take a dip in you, I dream that you'll let me

Deep inside your pussy, the Pink is like a velvet rose, I'd love to smell your fragrance, with your pussy on my nose

Your Pink skin above my mouth, my tongue just wants to dance, to take you off to ecstasy, put you in a sexual trance

To pay my homage to your Goddess, to kiss and lick the Pink, to me sounds like heaven, but I often wonder what you think

Do you imagine me with my head buried between your thighs, would you.let me kiss the Pink, would you give me that special prize

Am I worthy of such a gift, I imagine it when I'm on my own, I can only hope you take a snap of the Pink and send it to my phone

THE KINKY POET 

The sound of a sigh

It can be the slightest whisper, from deep inside a soul, to show you're giving someone pleasure, which truly is your goal

A sign of relaxation, maybe when they're in a dream like state, taken their by a lover, on a sexual date

It could be caused by a gesture, a surprise or special gift, the sound is a sign of contentment, that you've given their life a lift

It can be at loves first kiss, the anticipations built so high, the nervousness of getting it right, when you're finally eye to eye

Sigh released when you have cum, when you saited on your bed, with flashes of reminders, playing like movies in your head

There's times when you sigh alone, reading erotic poetry on your phone, knowing that the poets missing you, both sad and all alone

Wishing you were with him, a tear squeezes from out your eye, you pull the covers around you and let out a little sigh

THE KINKY POET 

Perfect time

I'd love to be the camera on your mobile phone, getting to see you naked, on your bed when you're alone

Snapping shots or selfies looking deep into smile, capturing the moment, it would make the job worthwhile

Looking at your sexy curves, your nipples stand erect, maybe chosing a different filter, to get a new effect

Getting glimpses of your sexy bum, or of you dressed up to send a thrill, a kinky sexy outfit, tonight you're dressed up for the kill

Getting slid in between your thighs, to see your flower spread, zooming in on your cliterus, legs open wide upon your bed

A chance to see your inner lips, to see your moisten clit, showing exactly where a tongue must go, when licking in your slit

Pictures of you in lacey lingerie, as you start to strip, a damp patch in your panties, a picture captured as you drip

All these things I'd get to see, if i were the camera lens, will I see these as your poet, well I guess that just depends

It depends if you take those shots, and send them down the line, pictures of a Goddess, caught at the perfect time

THE KINKY POET 

The Cliterus Queen

Just inside the pussy's lips, hides the button to rock my world, the initiator of my fantasies, of tales as yet unfurled

Sitting very central, with a crown sits the sexual queen, your clit is my favourite thing has it's always been

She sits there in her throne, with the power of a savage beast, If she awakes from her slumber, she'll expect to feast

Just the slightest glance of her, would make my heart beat through my chest, for I would have just spotted heaven, your cliterus is the best

Your soft hair's like a blanket, wrapped around your Queen so tight, i hope one day to kiss her, I dream of her on every lonely night

Dream of gently parting your lips, making circles with my tongue, feeling the Queen  come to life, desperate to make her cum

Probing, licking, flicking, your Queen I want to suck, then with her Royal Approval, I'd really love to fuck

So here's to the Cliterus Queen, oh I dream of just one taste, to sip some of her highnesses juice, not one drop would go to waste

Now I wonder what she looks like, I dream of one single glance, I'd remember her forever, if I got that chance

THE KINKY POET 

Poet boy

Let me put your collar on, now get down on the floor, I'm hungry for your body, so I'm gonna take some more

Get you down on all fours, I'm gonna fuck you from behind, it's time for us to fuck real hard, the dirty nasty kind

With your leash in my hand, I guide you around the room, as if I was showing a prize winning mare, as if I was your owner and your groom

I take out my phone camera, it's time to get some sexy snaps, pictures of my sexy fuck toy, before you sit across my lap

I get myself behind you, run my cock along your lips, your moisten cunt lubes my cock, so inside I easily slips

Slowly I begin to pound, I grind deep inside your hole, pushing my cock harder, trying to reach your very soul

I drop your leash, I lean forward to your pretty hair, I grab myself a handful, I take control from there

You start to push back as your first orgasm starts to grow, I start to slow down, I'm such a tease I know

You start to whimper, you beg me to make you cum, that's when I pull my cock out and slide it up your bum

I feel your ass start to tense up as I push my helmet in, then you relax and take me all, so now the anal can begin

Your breathing is getting louder, you start to gasp and moan, I take pictures of my cock in your ass, I'll keep them on my phone

I reach around the front of you, I pinch your swollen clit, you scream out in pleasure, as your pussy squirts a bit

Your orgasm washes over you, but I don't want to make you cum, I pull myself out of your hole and spank your pretty bum

I lead you to my favourite chair, you sit across my dick, you are now facing me, your juice I need to lick

Before I put my dick in I bury my fingers in your cunt, scooping out your delicious juice, it's like a treasure hunt

You guide my cock, as I eat your honey, like a bear, the tip of my cock tingles as you stroke it on your well trimmed hair

You start to grind me, on my cock you rise and fall, sinking down to my juice soaked balls, your pussy takes it all

We are kissing passionately, my hands start playing with your tits, your pierced nipples are so erect, so I pull them for a bit

I have to stop kissing you, I need to suck your ample tits, I even leave a love Bite, to show the world I own this shit

The bite makes you cry out, I feel your gonna cum, so I take my little finger and slide it up your hungry bum

This seems to do the trick, you start to pound with pace, I drag you down hard with every thrust, there's desire across my face

You explode in a pool of cum, just as I cream inside your hole, cumming hard together, we achieved our sexual goal

You snuggle in tight to me, we hug and softly kiss, taking you you is wonderful, you bring my life such bliss

We go into the shower, with your collar off I wash your skin, then dry and take you to our bed, to let our love begin

You must know I adore you, you're not just my sleazy toy, you are the favourite fantasy, of this poet boy

THE KINKY POET

Goddess on my phone

Ping goes my phone at night, you've sent me a special gift, a picture of you naked, you've give my  night a lift

You are standing in a mirror, all of you is visible to me, from your smiling face and stunning eyes, and a well trimmed pussy I can see

Your curves are so beautiful, I love your pretty skin, I must say you are gorgeous, my mind just thinks of sin

Your trimmed pussy looks so beautiful but I can't see inside, I even zoomed in at the pic really close, I must confess I tried

Then my phone pings again, you've turned to show your back, instantly I'm drawn to look at your pretty arse's crack

Wow I want your body, I would do anything to make you cum, I'd want to use every part of you, your mouth, your pussy and your bum

Now I don't have to guess or dream of how you look, because now I have you on my phone, thanks to the pictures that you took

Sent across the void at night, though we are far apart, sent to me from a Goddess, to keep inside my heart

So now your with me always, no more will I be alone, because I'll have you always, a Goddess on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Your needs will be met

Yes I will restrain you, I'll tie you down real tight, then your be mine to play with, until the morning light

I get out the paddle to give your ass a good hard spank, I'd order you to do things, like I'd want to watch you wank

Watch touch yourself, get yourself ready nice and wet, I'd spread you with some spreaders as I haven't checked you yet

Look into your pussy, see it moistened pink and fine, I'd lick your clit steadily to taste your pussy's wine

Or put you across my knee, because you've been so bad, I see you have no panties on, that makes me very glad

I can spank your bare ass, it will leave a kinky mark, the pain should light the embers, to make your passions spark

My hand slamming on each cheek, bringing such a erotic sting, I can feel you getting wetter, with each wack my hand would bring

Then I'd push you on the bed, raise your legs high in the air, I'd force my dick inside you, without a trace of love and care

You'd be mine to own that night, I'd use you like my slave, make walk whilst on a leash to do all the things I crave

If you tried to struggle, if you dared to put up a fight, I'd put my hand around your throat and squeeze it not to tight

Tight enough to keep control, so you know you won't win this war, once I've used your body, I'd leave you on the floor

Your tits would be my starter, your pussy would be my main, you are so delicious I'd eat at yours again

I'd take so many pictures, I'd keep you on my phone, so I can see you dressed up or naked, when I'm on my own

It would be so spectacular, an amazing evening I would bet, I'd be left blown away and all your needs were met

Then we'd have a shower, I'd wash you with great love and care, because after play you must know my love is always there

THE KINKY POET 

Wandering through my dream

Late last night you appeared, wearing nothing but sexy lace, your body looked amazing, you had a look of seduction smiled across your face

I watched you move across the bedroom, as you glided along my floor, I could see your body, now I was hungry and wanted more

You came up close to me, I could smell your sweet perfume, you looked at my empty bed and asked if i had room

I pulled back the covers as your sexy lace outfit hit the floor, I felt your skin for the first time, no poet could ask for more

We chatted for a short while, then you moved in for a kiss, your lips taste was so delicious, I swear it was pure bliss

I ran my hands over you, I slid my hand between the softest thighs, you were already moist for me, that was a sweet surprise

I ran my fingers over your flower, your glistening petals were soon apart, making circles on your flowers bud, I heard your sighing start

You parted your legs and I slid in, I began to kiss your thighs, making my way to your moistened flower, hunting for my prize

My tongue soon found the spot, your juices tasted like the finest wine, of all the dreams you could have chose, I'm honoured it was mine

I made love to you with my tongue, your orgasms came like waves, we shared our burning passions, we shared all the things we craved

A night of pure pleasure, as through my dreams you wander, I hope you come back and visit soon, from the void that's over yonder

Now I constantly hunger for you, though I know you were a dream, but it was so full of fire and passion and as real as it could seem

THE KINKY POET 

Love drug

I want to get a hit of you, I want to feel you in my veins, let your love run through me, sending you to my heart and brain

I hunger for the a single kiss, you appear in all my dreams, with every beat my heart yearns for you, or that is how it seems

My need for you is so immense, I want to feel your skin, come tonight and share my dream, come share the love within

My need is a powerful craving, I'm mesmerized by your pretty eyes, your smile is like a hit to me, I guess that's no surprise

I'm a love addict for you, I'm hooked on the dreams you're in, I can't wait to go to sleep, to let my dreams begin

Begin to be together, entwined in loves sweet embrace, I get to feel you beating in my heart, so off to my dreams I race

THE KINKY POET 

If you were a gem

If you were some jewellery, I wonder what stone would you be, they're so many to choose from, so let's try to see

Would you be a Diamond in a ring, that glistens and shines in the Sun, dazzling and made of many facets, but I don't think that's the one

Maybe a huge Red Ruby, with the colour of the deepest velvet rose, blossoming daily, as your beauty grows

Maybe you could be a Sapphire, like the ocean deep and blue, yes they're are gorgeous but still it isn't you

Each stone can be priceless, designed with such style and grace, but non of them are beautiful enough, compared to your pretty face

There are so many precious gems, each one special in their way, but nothing like the precious girl of my dreams, what more can I say

It's seems so hard to work it out, then i had myself a epiphany, you would be a designer, one off piece, probably made by Tiffany

THE KINKY POET