THE KINKY POET

If you could reach

If you could reach across the void, would your hand meet mine, would I be the one you'd pick, to share your precious time

If you could wrap yourself around me, would your embrace be so tight, would I be the lucky one, you've chosen on this night

Would you lay your head on my chest, our fingers mingled into one, a evening shared across the void, until the night is done

If you could see into my soul, reach in and find my heart, would you share such a special gift, until we had to part

Would I be the chosen one, the man who shares your dreams, would I be your special man, the one you want it seems

Or is there someone else, who wanders through your dreams and heart and I'm just wishing on a falling star, destined to crash apart

I guess these things I'll never know, only you can seal my fate, will I be your chosen dream lover, or just your poet mate

THE KINKY POET 

Watching in the rain

Tonight is a moonless night, perfect for what I have in store, I'm hiding outside your bedroom window, I need to look some more

Rain running down my face, raindrops blur my view, I'd risk catching pneumonia, for a glance of you

I know you take a shower, every night around Ten o'clock, as you dry yourself with your towel, I slowly stroke my cock

Watching your hands run all over you, I wish that they were mine, caressing, stroking, drying, your bodies so devine

But tonight it seems different your sitting on your bed, totally naked, as weird thoughts start running through my head

Surely she can't see me, I know it's time to run and go, but she starts to stroke herself, she's putting on some kind of show

Her hands cupping her gorgeous breasts her nipples harden to her touch, I watch in a mesmerising stupor as her hand plays with her crutch

My cock throbbing wildly, its desperate to  break free, is she doing this deliberately, is this sex show meant for me

She reaches in her side cabinet draw, this rubber cock was in her hand, she laid back and spread her legs, it obvious what she had planned

I watched her as she fucked herself, I saw her cum several times that night, then she came to the window, and mouthed the word" Goodnight"

The next day we were both at work, not a single word was said, but everytime I looked at her, I felt a throbbing in my head

THE KINKY POET 

Had you

Tied you up and tied you down, I've had you a million ways it seems, over a desk or on a chair, strung up to a beam

I've flogged you, I've spanked you, used toys In every hole, made you beg to let you cum, I've owned you heart and soul

Had you dressed up in sexy things, role plays my game of choice, whispered dirty things in your ear, in my deepest voice

A school girl, teacher, sexy nurse, I've even fucked you as a nun, but if I had to pick you as one thing a Pirate would be the one

Swashbuckling on the Seven Seas a flintlock and Cutlass by your side, I'd want you dressed in anything, I'd even let you decide

Nipple clamps, and Butt plugs, toys to bring you pleasure and some pain, anything to get you wet and to orgasm once again

So though we've shared so many scenes, sadly they are in my head, hopes and dreams of a crippled poet, alone writing in my bed

THE KINKY POET

Eat you raw

Kissing up your inner thigh, I'm hungry for your taste, mind racing ahead of my mouth, there's no moment left to waste

Your thighs are spread invitingly, you're holding me by the head, leading me to your honey pot, laying on your bed

My eyes are fixated, your glistening pussy's now in sight, I'm going to feast on you, I'll eat you through the night

So close I can smell your sex, it's fragrance is so sweet, one more kiss and I'll be there, soon its time to eat

My thumbs part your delicate petals, you are the softest Rose, I put my mouth to your lips, your mound rubs along my nose

At last my tongue finds you, it dances along your clit, I hear gently sigh out, as inside my wet tongue slips

Your nectar tastes like heaven, your juices run onto my lips, I want to pull you closer, so I hold you by the hips

Lapping, flicking, encircling, sucking, I want to do it all, your rhythm falls quickly in with mine, as I lap you rise and fall

I nip at your pussy's lips, I'm desperate to leave my mark, the pain makes you buck real hard, it's ignited your aggressive spark

You force my head harder down, this side of you's a treat, I get turned on when I hear you growl, "Go on, fucking eat".

I pick up pace and eat hard, I grab you by your sexy bum, my head is buried in wet pussy, I want to make you cum

Then I hit the magic spot, you toss your head back and scream my name, I know now that I own you, I have wo this game

Hard fast tongue fucks, you're breathing hard and fast, you start to beg for me to make you cum, not sure if you can last

With a massive buck and shudder, you cover me in cum and juice, stillness sweeps across us, we've made a sexual truce

The battle for sexual supremacy has been fought, this times its me whose won, I crawl up to cuddle you, my feasting has been done

Laying entwined together, on sheets soaked in sex ad sweat, I'm smiling because you're delicious, you're smiling because I've ate

THE KINKY POET 

Kisses across the void

Kisses sent across the void, laid upon your moistened lips, they taste of the sweetest honey, of which I love to sip

Tenderness and lovingly, I send them across the miles and miles, I hope you feel them on you, I hope they make you smile

Messeges from me to you, sent from deep inside my heart, little snippets of my dreams of you, though we're far apart

When you're alone at night, do you feel me kiss your cheek, do you feel my lips brush yours, gentle, soft and meek

Do you feel us become one, our lips and love combined, can you feel me wrapped around you, our bodies so entwined

All my dreams and wishes, simply wrapped up within a kiss, I hope that you can feel me tonight, the thought brings me such bliss

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired writing

It's time for me to give my thanks, to the ladies on the Cage, for every blog or pretty pic, that helped me fill my page

A sentence or a picture starts the cogs turning in my head, inspiring kinky poetry, written from this poets bed

You have all played your part, it would be rude to say your names, but I want to say I'm grateful, for the poetry that remains

You've may have been a Teacher, a Pirate, sexy Sub or so much more, but you are much more than that, you're all beautiful to the core

Your kind words and your support has helped in many ways, carried me through surgery and even darker days

Yes I've had so much fun with you all, with fantasies late at night, but I try to be respectful, I hope I got that right

Each of you has played a part, you've all inspired me to write, so please let me thank you, as the sun sets here tonight

So when you read my poetry, you may spot yourself in rhyme, I hope I haven't offended anyone and my poetrys not out of line

If I've stepped across a line, please forgive me and tell me when, I will remove it instantly and never post it's like again

Because I only write to.pay you homage, I don't want to cause a rage, just wanted to show how wonderful you are, the ladies on the Cage

THE KINKY POET
A MILLION THANKS YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE I HOPE YOU LOVE MY VERSIONS OF YOU  XX

Do as commanded

It's time for me to take command, get down on your knee's, it's time to spoil your cherry lipstick, it's time for you to please

Take my tip in slowly, slide my throbbing shaft along your tongue, slow suck as I thrust, my blow job has begun

Pulling hard and powerful, I hold on to your moving head, I'm pushing as you move in, then you lead me to the bed

In a single moment, you are now fully in control, I was supposed to be in charge, you were to be my little doll

You lay me down on your bed, you put yourself up on top, I silently do as I'm commanded, I don't want you to stop

Looking up at you, your body fills my eyes with lust, your sexy curves turn me on, I hold on to your sexy bust

You slowly start to ride me, I rise each time you fall, making sure you take me in, your pussy takes it all

Soft moisted pussy lips, wrapped tightly around my dick, your juices soak my balls, your juice is wet and slick

You start to grind me onto your bed, your thrust are slow and deep, I'm so close to cumming now, my cock begins to seep

Pound me faster babygirl, you toss your head back and call my name, now we are fucking hard, gone is the controlling game

Both of us are now fucking hard, we both begin to cum, I want to explode deep inside you, before the night is done

Because the moment the night is done, and the Sun is in the sky, I'll be on my own again, you know the reason why

For you my love are just a dream, conjured up inside my head, and I'm just a lonely poet, laying in my bed

THE KINKY POET 

Deep in my dreams

Deep in my dreams you are there, I hope to find you waiting there for me, sitting by a lovely running stream, the perfect place to be

Flowers in the meadow, the Sun in a sky so Blue, sitting waiting for me, in the dream I dream of you

A smile like a Summers day, eyes as captivating as any moon, lips as soft as the purest Rose, that's just come out to bloom

Perfection like a work of art, sculptured from deep within my mind, I imagine I see you perfectly, your beauties mine to find

I've seen you in my minds eye, a beauty beyond compare, I know somewhere you're out there, I wish that I was there

Dreams may bring us closer, under the stars and moon, I can't wait for the Sun to set, so I can see you soon

So I get comfy on my pillow, the Sandman sends me off to sleep, then I go to our favourite place, hoping into my dream you'll creep

THE KINKY POET

The burning desire

Welling up from deep inside me, it gets stronger by day, this need to own your body, in every sexual way

To take control and guide you, to make all my needs come true, this is the burning desire, that overwhelms my thoughts of you

A hunger buried in my soul, passions embers start to glow, building up into a firey blaze, as my needs begin to grow

I want you, I need you, I'm searching for you in vain, my ache for you is crushing me, I can't get you from my brain

Constantly thinking of you, in every song in every line, reminders of how I feel and how I wish that you were mine

The Sun warming my skin, the delicate smell of the scented Rose, everything seems beautiful, as my love just grows and grows

No clouds in my view, the sky is the brightest blue, the world seems a better place, when I think of you

Wishing that you were here, then I'd never be alone, you'd be more than a fantasy or a simple poem on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Dream girl gone

I don't know why you've chose to go, you've slipped away from all my dreams, leaving me alone at night or that's just how it seems

I look for you in my dreams, lost amongst the stanzas and the rhymes, disappeared, simply gone, in the mists of time

Empty space right next to me, just memories in my head, all my hopes and wishes, simply now are dead

Running through the hour glass, slowly falls  the sands of time, laying on my pillow, still wishing you were mine

But I can only wish, across the void again you'll come, and share a evening with me, until we greet the morning Sun

Will the lonely broken poet, ever find a love so strong and true, will she ever find him, will she be or look like you

So now the poet drifts off to sleep, he knows no dream will come, and he will rest his lonely heart until the days begun

THE KINKY POET