THE KINKY POET

I hate to say goodbye

How can the world still turn, when I've got a broken heart, how does the Sun still rise, when my souls been torn apart

The waters are still lapping, they continue to brush the shore, don't they know you've left me and we are us no more

How can I feel so warm, the Suns high and skies are blue, it should be dark and with lightning, because I don't have you

The flowers are in full bloom, there's colours and aromas everywhere, everything looks so  normal, the world don't seem to care

People passing in the street, how dare they seem to smile, can't they see the pain I'm in, my life has no worthwhile

Can't they see my puffy eyes, marks from all the tears that fell, surely they can see I'm broken hearted, surely someone out here can tell

The pain etched across my face, the tracks from where the tears have burned, my life has just ended but yet the world again has turned

The pain of not having you, is beyond all pain it seems, you may think I react to much for a girl whose from my dream

But now I've got to wait a day, until the Sun drops from the sky, it kills me when you dissappear, I hate to say goodbye

THE KINKY POET

You may be alone but I'm there

When I'm all alone in my bed, I often have you on my brain, I wonder if your out there and do you do the same

I imagine you laying in the dark, alone tucked in your bed, thinking of a poet, whose work you've often read

In my dreams you wait for me, the way I wait for you, searching for a soul mate, waiting for a love that's true

I hope my words skip off the page, and climb inside your head, filling you with emotion and desire with every word that's read

Can you see each stanza, screams and calls your name, my words paint your portrait, I put you within a poems frame

When you read about yourself, I hope it makes you smile, if I can make you feel so special, it makes my writes worth while

If I can reach deep into your soul, would you let me in, can I sleep inside your heart, when your dreams begin

So even when you're on your own, if you read me I'll be there, to wrap you within my loving words, to show you that I'm there

THE KINKY POET

The words

Sometimes words aren't enough, to describe how I feel for you, I try to find superlatives to show my love is true

Hunting for the stanza that captures you within a rhyme, i never seem to say enough, they fall short all the time

Your beautiful, your loving, you have the purest heart, I knew that you were special, I just felt it from the start

Your eyes are captivating, I'm mesmerized by your face, just a single look at you, my heart begins to race

So I fumble through my vocabulary, trying to find the words to say, I think you are gorgeous and get prettier by the day

Sexy and curvaceous, the girl who haunts my dreams, why are you indescribable or that's just how it seems

I use my all my loving words, I search deep within my heart, words to describe how I miss you, when we are apart

How when the Sun is up, I'm just left here all alone, to think of you and try to write, about you on my phone

Hunting for that special line, the one that gets it right, the words that say you're beautiful and I hope we'll meet each night

I'm sorry that my words aren't enough, but I guess they'll have to do, to share with the world my feelings, to show that I love you

THE KINKY POET 

My biggest fear

We all have certain fears, that keep us all up real late at night, killers or creepy crawlies, that can give us such a fright

Dark woods, alleyways where you can't see who's there, places where monsters hide, or rides at the seaside fair

Some have a fear of snakes, or getting caught in a broken lift, maybe you're afraid of heights, or driving fast and swift

Some have the a fear of flying, or diving in the deep blue Sea, scared that the plane might crash, or a Shark will eat you for his tea

A million different irrational fears, that often keep you down, some won't go to see the circus, in case they meet a scary clown

Horror film characters who they've seen on the silver screen, come back when they're in bed alone, they appear inside your dream

Freddy Kruger, Jason, Micheal Myers, Jigsaw and Chucky are a few, all designed to make you jump, to put some fear in you

But if you were to ask me what would be my biggest fear, my answer would be clear, I'd choose if I had a dream and found that you weren't here

That would be my biggest nightmare, to dream and find that you're not near, to spend a dream without you, would be my biggest fear

THE KINKY POET 

Morning Sun

The evening was awesome, we had sometime alone to play, then the morning Sun turned up and you just went away

From moments of passion, to be left in my lonely bed, from holding you in my arms, to just memories in my head

The Sun rises to early why can't it just take more time, give me a few hours more, to truly make this dream girl mine

Through the night I have you, our bodies entwined and moulded into one, then only to be ripped apart by the arrival of the Sun

We share late night kisses, together for as long as it is dark, desires shared by moonlight, passion is the spark

One moment there's nothing else in our world, there's only me and you, but our closeness is soon destroyed as the Sun comes into view

Why can't I live in permanent darkness, so we can stay as one, together always in loves young dream, not split up by the Sun

With no Sun I'd be in a constant dream, you would never have to leave, you would be my life force, you'd be the air I'd breath

But sadly this cannot be, I know the moment this night is done, I'll be all alone again, heart broken by the morning Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Magic Tongue

Hot wet and slippery, I just love to slide it slowly in, made to bring you pleasure, sexy moments filled with sin.

Made to scoop your juice out, so I can taste your pussy's wine, licking up every single drop, your juices are devine

Fucking, licking, probing, made to dance across your clit, running up and down your labia, before sliding in your slit

Running around your nipples, or sliding into my lovers lips, entwined in sexual passion, when I've clasped her by her hips

My tongue loves to dance with yours, we have a sexual fight, each looking for dominance, fighting for control that night

My tongue does what it does best, it wants to make her cum, it runs around her pussy, it edges around her bum

Diving into her crevices, my tongue loves it in her yummy hole, I love to tongue fuck her moist pussy, pleasing her is my only goal

So whoever designed the body, thanks for all the things it's done, for all the pussy I've licked and poked, with my magic tongue

THE KINKY POET 

Bind

So many things can bind you, can tie you up real tight, I guess it's personal preference, of what you want that night

We could start with handcuffs, old school is the best, I guess they may chaff the skin, we could always test

Too tight they will mark your wrists, they grip quite hard and pinch, you must always leave a little space, usually about half and inch

Then there is our old friend rope, you can make patterns, it's like a form of art, perfect for pining your partner down and keeping their legs apart

Some like a silken scarf, it's tender and shows a little class, you can use them to stroke the skin, their pussy, titts and ass

Leather straps are brutal, they seem rough and quite hard-core, designed for the rougher play, like when she's on the floor

If you have a dungeon, you may have shackles on the wall, so you can keep her prisoner, until you've had your all

Hung up on a hook, her arms chained high above her head, some think chains are to harsh and use other things instead

Men's ties are popular, I think zip ties are a bit too much, what's your favourite go to piece, your favourite choice as such

Does it depend on the style of play, or what you've got in mind, does that reflect on your choice, of what you use to bind

THE KINKY POET 

On top

Throw me on the our bed, now just get yourself on top, guide me deep inside you, just ride and please don't stop

Slide yourself up and down my shaft, pound me to my bed, use your pussy to suck my cock, let your pussy give me head

I love to watch your tits bounce, as on my cock you start to slip, I pull you down onto me, I guide you by your hips

Your nipples harden in my grasp, I pull them in close so I can suck, I flick and bite your ample flesh, you're such a magic fuck

Ride me like your Pony, starting with a slow trot then gallop really fast, I'll try my best to buck you off, who knows how long we'll last

Grind yourself into me, I love to hear you moan and groan, I'm taking pics of us fucking, to keep hidden on my phone

That's it baby ride me hard and fast, make me dump my seed, stick your claws into my chest, scratch me, make me bleed

No need for romance, I just want a desprate, hungry fuck, your pussy's trying to rip my dick off, it gives the tightest suck

Pussy muscles around my dick, they grip me like a vice, soft warm and awesome, your pussy it feels so nice

I love it when you take control, I'm cumming soon don't stop, I'll soon fill you with my creamy seed, you're great when you're on top

THE KINKY POET 

Space and time

The moment that I see your name, a smile comes to my face, a picture appears on my phone, makes my heart just picks up pace

You are so many miles away, but I think of you each day, I dream of you nightly, what more can I say

I imagine you are here with me and not just in my words and rhymes, but sharing a real love together, to last us for all time

Our hearts moulded, bonded, beyond all distance, time and space, our hearts like pieces of loves puzzle, slotted into place

Together love brings happiness, together our love light beams, this happens every night, when you share my dreams

But I wish there was so much more, I wish my dreams were real, so I could feel you next to me, so we could touch and feel

Feel each others body heat, share loves warm embrace, so I could look into your eyes and see a smile upon your face

I wish it was not only in my dreams, when your love was truly mine, but you were mine forever, reaching across all space and time

THE KINKY POET 

I want to make love to you

I want to make love to you, with just my words in rhyme, to seduce and make you feel desired, I want to make you mine

Whispering sweet suggestions, that will let me ignite passions in your brain, to make you want to touch yourself time and time again

Make your body ache for me, though I'm miles away, I want you to get turned on by my poetry, to make you want to play

Turn your fingers into mime, as you slide them inside your sexy lace, when you reach orgasm, in your mind you see my face

I want my words to caress you, I want to tie you up with lines, to climb inside your body, using only rhymes

To make love no matter where you are, to be your lover on your phone, save me in your documents, for when you're on your own

So at a moments notice, if you ever feel a sexual desire, your word lover is always close at hand, to help you quench the fire

So I want to make love to you, though it can't be real, so I send myself to you in stanzas and hope that you can feel

Feel my passion across the void, I know we're worlds apart, that doesn't mean it's not real, if you can you feel me in your heart

Do you lay alone at night, or do you feel me beside you in your bed, surely that still makes me real if I'm in your heart and head

THE KINKY POET