THE KINKY POET

Babygirl gangster

Please don't let me wake up, I'm having the perfect dream, I've got you naked in my bed, I'm the cat whose got the Cream

Skin to skin our bodies entwined like we've been moulded into one, my hands running across you, I stroke your thighs not noticing you have a gun

Slowly tracing all your body, I make a mental map of all your curves, giving thanks to the gods, you're far more than I deserve

Tenderly you kiss me, our tongues twist and flick in a erotic dance, your eyes are so beautiful you have me held within a trance

I kiss your neck so slowly as I make my way down to your tits, I kiss and suck your nipples, you moan a little bit

You put your hand upon my head, you direct me to go down, I kiss across your stomach on the way to your hallowed ground

You spread your legs slowly, my tongue slides up between your thighs, I kiss around your shaven pussy, listening to your sighs

I part your petals slowly, they glisten from your wet, I want to dive right into you, but I know I mustn't yet

I push my finger onto your bud, she engorged and in full bloom, you slowly raise your hips up, to make sure I've got the room

My finger slides deep inside, your lips tighten like a vice, I push another digit in, your pussy feels so wet and nice

In and out I finger fuck you, I push in as far as I can reach, then I suck my fingers, your pussy's juices taste like Peach

You begin to rise and fall, my fingers do their magic trick, then you push me on my back, it seems my babygirl wants some dick

You slide yourself across me, you say "Fuck me or your dead", I can't believe my gangster girl has put a gun right to my head

You don't need no gun or threats, I'll fuck you till I die, I'm gonna make you cum so hard, as i eat out your peachy pie

We fuck real hard, we fuck real long, I want to blow my shot, you ride me like I'm a stallion, taking all I've got

Head tossed back you start to scream, I feel you start to cum, then there's a loud bang, you've only dropped your gun

That doesn't stop us we both pound until we cum, then collapse in each others arms, to greet the morning Sun

I open my eyes and you have gone, I guess you wasn't real, or that's just how it seems, but where did the bullet hole come from, were you just a dream

THE KINKY POET 

When eyes collide

The room was full of people the night was in full swing, the music was banging loud, you could hardly hear a thing

People shouting in your ear, it was the only way you could be heard, but when the sea of people parted, there was a Angel mixed within the herd

She shone on the dance floor, she moved with a stylish grace, she had her back towards him, so he couldn't see her face

Suddenly it was just them two, he was caught within a trance, he couldn't take his eyes off her, he just had to watch her dance

Swaying hips slow and sexual, he watched her twerk and grind, he could feel his heart beating in his chest, thoughts racing through his mind

Mesmerized by her movements, it was like no one else was there, he wanted to get closer but was she single, hell he didn't really care

Then like she could feel him watching, she turned and caught his eye, he couldn't disguise he was looking, so he didn't even try

She pushed through the dancing crowd, they were standing face to face, she smelled like a perfect Rose, wearing a dress of sexy lace

Their eyes locked together, not a single word was said, but in that very moment, he knew  she was destined for his bed

They danced the night away together, soon the two were one, then they made love in her bedroom, together they met the morning Sun

They shared a loving morning, he desperately wanted more, then she showed him out the house, he was shattered to the core

The moment their eyes collided, he thought he'd found the girl of his dreams but she just wanted a one night stand or that's just how it seems

Will he see her in the club, will their eyes collide again, maybe he should just let her go and start dancing once again

THE KINKY POET 

My heart pounds out your name

Everytime my heart pounds, I swear it calls your name, sending the love I have for you, rushing through each vein

Sending you throughout my body, I can feel you in my soul, to get you to every part of me, is my only goal

So every molecule of my being, gets to share the way I feel, from my toes to the tip of my head, this love I feel is real

The mixture of love and lust, you are the air I breath, I hate it when I breath out, it causes a part of you to leave

You fill every part of me, you own my beating heart, I knew that I'd belong to you, from the very start

I knew we would be as one, I wish that this was true, and you weren't just a fantasy, the girl I made was you

Made on many lonely nights, when tears run down my face, brought to life to comfort me, to offer me a warm embrace

Dreamed into a hopeful wish, to help with my loneliness and pains,  yes you are the dream girl, who gets pumped around my veins

THE KINKY POET 

Cupid guide me

Running, searching everywhere, getting nowhere fast at all, looking for the perfect girl, I feel like such her fool

I've searched high, I've searched low, the only thing I've found, is that there isn't many angels, who are earthly bound

Everyone wants their angel, that girl, the special one, someone to spend each night with, once their day is done

The one who makes their soul sing, who makes them feel complete, this is what I'm searching for, the one I wish that I could meet

Is she actually out there, or does she just live within my dreams, am I destined for loneliness, cause that just how it seems

Shall I abandoned all hope, the gods must know I've tried, can't they send me Cupid, send him down to be my guide

During the night I'm truly loved, but my lifes empty by the day, cupid let loose your arrow, guide her here I pray

Help me find my one true love, shoot loves arrow at my heart, bring to me my one true love, so we will never be a part

Cupid take a steady aim, I'm ready now for you to fire, let your arrow set my heart alight, let my flames of love burn higher

Bring to a end my searching, I want to stop wandering on my own, I want to be in love for real and not just when I'm dreaming or writing on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

One more night

The Sun has gone the moons riding high, it's time for me sleep, I hope once I'm in my dream like state inside my mind you'll creep

Snuggle up behind me, let's spoon throughout the night, sharing romance and kisses, let's share some sweet delight

Feeling your body next to mine, to feel your every touch, it would be like heaven, this dream I'd love so much

Making love together, this dream would bring such bliss, sharing each other through the night, starts with a single kiss

Our bodies entwined in passions dance, I wish it could be real, I can only guess how your lips taste and wonder how you feel

So now the sun has disappeared, the moon is now in rule, please come to see me, don't let this night end cruel

Please don't leave me on my own, come visit me again, I'd love to feel your love for real and not just be wishes in my brain

Well as my head meets my pillow, I close my eyes so tight, I whisper to the god above, please send her here tonight

THE KINKY POET 

This was a bit of fun that came from a conversation about people wanting to collaborate with The Kinky Poet.  I had to have a chance too.  Thank you, Poet for letting me try a little rhyming... I know you aren't a sub but you gave it a valiant effort.   - Umberlee..

I'm yours

Bound up with cords nice and tight, I'm waiting at my mistresses feet, I've been the perfect submissive today and it's really been a treat

He's been such a darling, a good boy my pet I think he deserve rewards But I'm afraid not yet

Oh I must be patient, I must do everything she orders, no matter how she asks, I must do everything to please her, I must complete my tasks

he's a hungry little sub how he aches to cum but he needs a nice cropping right across his bum

Oh she's got the leather crop out, how I so adore it's special sting, I love the sound the strap makes as it dances across my bottoms skin

He gives a little yelp squirms then a little groan only a few more strikes and then he starts to moan

Oh god I love the pain and pleasure, the sting goes right through my bum, she takes me so close to the edge of ecstasy but she'll never let me cum

he thanks me for each strike filling him with need... but if he wants to cum he will have to plead

Now it gets very tricky, I don't want to have to plead or beg, but I'm so close to letting go, there's pre cum on my leg

I let him stroke himself but he knows what he must do "Don't cum without permission or I will punish you"

God my balls are aching, If I touch my cock I'll just explode, I must not cum until she says, I must not break her code

"Oh my poor darling, don't you want to cum for me?" Just a little begging.. just a little plea

Please, please my Goddess, Oh won't you let me cum, I've been a good submissive and i let you crop my bum

I consider for moment I don't answer right away, I regard his trembling body then answer with, "You may"

Thank you my Queen, could you give me a few more spanks, it helps me to blow my load, pain really helps my wanks

Of course I will my darling you have paid your dues... now be a very good boy don't get it on my shoes

No I'll be careful, would you like a necklace of my Pearl, or would you like it somewhere new, we could give your face a twirl

THE KINKY POET AND UMBERLEE

So.much fun with this thank you Umberlee It was awesome

Sapiosexual kinkster

Am I still a kinkster, if the fantasies are in my head, does it count if they're just rhymes, written from my bed

If it's Sapiosexual and not real, does it really count, if the only real interaction I've had, only adds up to a small amount

I write about a million things, though I've only done a few, am I still a kinkster, if I write these things for you

Dreams and scenarios, wishes of things I'd love to do, all the sexy things I write about, if I were there with you

Seducing you with my lines, my words touching every pore, stanzas wrapped around you, reaching to your very core

Your hands doing the things i can't, my words fucking in your head, being Sapiosexual it's like being in your bed

But does that make me a kinkster, or just some poet who writes lines, who dreams of finding his dream girl and making her just mine

A Sapiosexual sexual kinkster, or a kinky poet is the same, as long as my wordsmake you wet, I guess, what's in a name

THE KINKY POET 

Can't get to you

Calm down, count sheep, she's waiting there for you, your now so desperate to fall asleep, you want to see her too

Slow down your breathing, send all thoughts right out your head, try to find a quiet place, whilst you're in your bed

The longer it takes to drift off, the less time you'll have to play, with every passing second, your dream girl slips away

You become more anxious, but the moons high in the sky, but its getting harder to relax, no matter how you try

Seconds turn to minutes, sixty minutes make the hour, you feel like times flying by, your hope is looking dour

Will this be a sleepless night, spent tossing and turning in your bed, is the hope of seeing her now gone, the idea runs rught through your head

Like water running through your hands, she slowly slips away, as the night simply runs out of time and gives way to a sunny day

The Sun breaks through your curtains, the night at last is through, wasted was the chance to dream, he just couldn't get to you

THE KINKY POET 

A awesome show

Show me your body, naked just I'm your birthday skin, let me look from your head to your toes, just let my view begin

Let me see your sexy curves, lets see inside your inner thighs, let me look into your face and gaze into your pretty eyes

See your tits so pretty, with your nipples tall and so erect, let my brain run wild and free, as the sight of you takes effect

Turn around so slowly, you truly are a work of art, sculptured by a master, you're now carved inside my heart

Every inch is beautiful, I'd love to kiss every single bit, lick you like a lollipop, pushing my tongue into everywhere it fit

Nibbling at you skin, taking my time when I'm at your mound, making sure I eat everything, especially the moist bud I've found

So thank you for letting me see, how you look in just your skin, thank you for allowing me a taste, of the delights you held within

Let me say how wonderful you are, and just before you go, thank you for honouring me, with such a awesome show

THE KINKY POET 

Stop just about there

Just a little lower, stop you're in the perfect place, a inch or so above my tongue, your pussy's in my face

Just close enough to smell your sex, in reach for me to lick, to dance my tongue on your clit, to give it a playful flick

The perfect view of it glistening, I watch your juices shine, knowing with the slightest move, I can make you mine

Perfectly central, you couldn't parked in a better place, your lips are so inviting, so my fingers lightly trace

Running back and forth along your lips, its hard for me to decide, do I make patterns on your pussy or just push them deep inside

If I go inside I'll scoop out your juice, like a bear hunting for honey, or stroke to make you wetter, oh god both ideas are yummy

I love it when you're on my face, your pussy's mine to own, I love to get you to orgasm, I love to hear you sigh and moan

Juices drip onto my face, I can't let it go to waste, I collect it with my fingers and suck them clean with a hungry haste

So thank you for sitting on my face, I'll eat you with such love and care, your positioning was perfect, I love it when you stop there

THE KINKY POET