THE KINKY POET

Always on my mind

A starving, gnawing hunger, starts running through my veins, every single time a thought of you, climbs inside my brain

Everything else is lost, there's simply nothing I can do, I must simply take a moment, to have a fantasy of you

Dressed in a pretty outfit, underwear of the finest lace, looking hot and horny, with seduction on your face

Maybe in the shower, water caressing, your softest skin, or tied up and helpless, no way to stop my sexual sin

In a pretty Summer dress, your silhouette, sculptured by the Sun, all your sexy curves on show, your thighs, your tits and bum

All these thoughts take over me, when you come to mind, visions of you naked, nothings ever left behind

My mind reaches out to you, I hope you can feel me, though you're far away, I hope that when I sleep tonight, you'll come out to play

So many things trigger my thoughts of you, a song, a smell, a taste, my mind looks for you in everything, no opportunity goes to waste

So you are with me always, you're carried in my heart, adored from a distance, because we are so far apart

So if sometime during the day, you feel someone is standing close, have no fear, it's only me, the one who loves you most

THE KINKY POET 

The softest lips

As soft as the Velvet Rose, moistened by the morning dew, wet glistening in the Sun, fills my head with you

On that very special edge, just before our passion collide, anticipation running loose, our eyes are open wide

Getting ever closer, your breath it starts to warm my skin, a breath away from paradise, just let our kiss begin

Skin brushes moisten skin, for a loving moment we are froze, savouring the moment, only a lover knows

Lips part so slowly, the tongues begin their erotic dance, each vying to take the lead, if they get the chance

Hearts beating in perfect time, they beat to the perfect score, a symphony of passion, as love waltzes around the floor

Eyes closed in a dream like bliss, entwined in loves embrace, you cannot see each other but there's smiles upon our face

Just a simple loving gesture, yet it means the very world, the beginning of a fantasy, yet to be unfurled

So bring your lips towards me, share with me a kiss, fill my heart with hopes and dreams, share all the things I wish

THE KINKY POET 

Snuggled up

I'd slowly take your clothes off, to reveal a piece of skin, kissing each piece gently, is where I would begin

I'd lead you to the shower have you standing naked there, my eyes would take in every inch, a beauty beyond compare

I'd ask could I please take pictures on my mobile phone, so I could see your body, when I am alone

Then I'd watch the water run, as it covers every curve, I'd wish I was the water, my hands would sway and swerve

Watching you soap yourself, my camera phone goes click, you giggle at me playfully as you give your tits a flick

Nipples stand immediately, my cock begins to grow, my god you make me horny, as you put on a show

Then you step right out, I wrap a towel around your skin, I dry you so tenderly, then I lay you on the bed, I snuggle myself in

Kisses rain down on your neck, we're spooning in your bed, I'm desperate to spend time with you, even if only in my head

THE KINKY POET 

A dream I had

Tied down by my stanzas, your bodies mine to own, to have my kinky way with you, through your mobile phone

Ripping at your clothing, soon all thats left is your underwear, my god you are so beautiful, I have to stop and stare

My hands run across your curves, I brush your nipples through your bra of lace, they react in a moment, I see desire on your face

I'm hungry almost ravenous, but I wat to take things slow, I don't want to miss a inch of you, as my manhood starts to grow

Fumbling with your bra, I'm desperate to see your tits, they are so very beautiful, I fondle you for a bit

Then my hands run to your panties, so pretty in Pink lace, as I slide them down your legs,  you see a hungry lust run across my face

I spread you legs slowly, I put my lips against your inner thigh, I start to kiss and bite you, you start to moan and sigh

Slowly getting higher, my hearts beating like a drum, your moist pussy glistens with anticipation, I want to make you cum

Finally I'm at your mound, I want to leave my mark, a bruise forms so quickly, it will be purple then go dark

You raise your hips I acceptance, you are ready to let me in, I spread your Rose's petals, now let the feast begin

Your juices soak my fingers as I pull your lips apart, I tell you I adore, and I have done from the start

I lower my mouth to taste you, it tastes like the greatest wine, I slowly start to lap it up, I wat to take my time

Fingers buried deep in you, my tongues dancing on your clit, hungrily eating pussy, I savour every bit

You begin to rise and full, as my fingers start to fuck, letting me in deeper, as on your cliterus I suck

I push one hand beneath you, I stroke and squeeze your bum, your juices make your ring wet, it's time to make you cum

I slide myself above you, I put the tip, on your pussy's hole, slowly guide myself inside, to please you is my goal

Long slow penetrative thrusts, you rise each time I fall, you spread your legs much wider, you want to take my all

Slowly I pound harder, then I start to pick up pace, you are almost at the edge, I can see orgasm on your face

You toss your head back and moan, you beg me to fuck you fast, I'm very close myself, who knows how long we'll last

Your nails tear into my skin, I take it up another gear, we are both breathing hard and heavy, the ends in sight it's clear

Then with a great crescendo, we release our lust together, I lay on your sex sweat body, and tell you I'll love you forever

In that moment we were one, our hearts, our souls entwined, shame its just some poetry, from a dream I had sometime

THE KINKY POET 

Mine in a rhyme

My words wrap around your body, you flick your eyes side to side, my verbal kisses cover you, you've got no place to hide

From the moment that you started to read, I knew that you were mine, captured by my seductive words, written down in rhyme

Soft kisses on your neck, hands running on your skin, soft, gentle but in control, you're succumbing to my sin

Eager fingers find your tits, nipples harden to my touch, you let out a sigh of pleasure, oh I've missed that sound so much

My mouth suck your nipples hard, pain sends endorphins through your brain, you gasp and compose yourself, then beg me to suck again

Ever moving slowly lower, your pussy's getting wet, you moments from a licking, I'm close but not there yet

You spread wide to let me in, your desires must be fed, you move from your favourite chair, onto your big soft bed

Your hands start to stroke yourself, hungry fingers pass your thong, then pushed into your aching pussy, back where they belong

You push them deep inside yourself, you steady your phone to read, you're at the part where I'm eating you, one of your favourite deeds

Your fingers acting like my tongue, we lap and flick in time, fucking from a distance, sex wrapped up in my rhyme

Your orgasm soaks the bedsheets, you drop your phone onto your bed, fucked by some poetry, I've written in my head

THE KINKY POET 

Erotica through my veins

Laying in bed after surgery, poetry coursing through my vein, erotic dreams of fantasy bursting in my brain

Dreams of lust and passions, with a touch of pleasurable pain, vivid images of sexy woman, running loose inside brain

Tied up, pinned down, their legs are spread so wide, my head between their thighs, my tongue buried deep inside

My hungers getting saited, kinky sex, from in my head, put down in stanzas, put together from my bed

Slowly I'll get better, I'm sure soon the pains will just subside, and I will write out more fantasies, that are growing deep inside

So back into the swing of things, time to fill your minds with lust, poems of kinky sex and bondage, based on deep love and trust

THE KINKY POET 

To my Kinksters 

I'm home and hoping to be back in the saddle soon.

I'm still pretty rough but hopefully soon I'll be ok and writing again. Sending many thanks to you all.

Your support has been wonderful and so heart warming. Sending my love to you all

Love and light and so much thanks

T.K.P XX

Just waiting now, nervous poetry 

UNTOLD DESIRES -SECRETS OF A SEX ADDICT

Your laying in your bed at night, reading erotic poems on your phone, you feel that wanton tingle, good job you're on your own.

By the light of your mobile phone, you see all your sexy curves, you run your hand across your skin, awakening all your nerves

Your skin starts to tingle as your fingers stroke your tits, your nipples harden in your hands, you pinch them both a bit

You let out a little sigh, as the pain, sends endorphins through your brain, you get even wetter as you pinch them once again

Your poet says he wants you, your kiss is the air he breaths, he tells you that you're beautiful, you can feel his wants and needs

Your hand goes down lower, beneath your lace panties your hand slides,  you start to stroke you shaven mound and push yourself inside

Your juices are running wild, you slowly start to thrust, lifting your hips in perfect time, rhythm is a must

In your mind it's your poet, he's in between your open thighs, you lay back on your pillow a slowly close your eyes

It's your poet licking on your clit, he wants to taste your cum, he tells you he adores you, you know you are the one

You feel loved and desired, no man could want you more, you pull off your panties and reach the vibrator in your drawer

You love to hear that gentle hum, you know that you will cum, you put it on your cliterus, and stick your nails into your bum

The wave of a orgasm always comes when you use this toy, proceeded by erotic poetry, supplied by your loving boy.

You soak your bedsheets, you laying saited, on your bed, you may be laying on your own, but I'm in your heart and head

THE KINKY POET

Hey peeps this is to you all. I'm due major surgery Wednesday so I won't be about from Monday night. I just wanted to show my thanks to you all. I'll see you soon.
Love and light
Ron aka THE KINKY POET 

Another scar

Well it's nearly time, to be sent off for a big long sleep, as the spinal surgeon again operates, he goes into me real deep

Another battle scar on my body, proof of a battle won, inside me will be a anti spasm pump, when the surgeons done

A pocket cut into my stomach, then the pump is stuck inside, then hopefully my legs will stay still, like they've simply died

No more leg spasms, to move without hassle or grief, transfers into my chair made easy, a joy beyond belief

No more friction sores, less time for me stuck in bed, a chance to grasp at life again, fulfill the ideas within my head

So bring on the surgeon, I'm now ready for his knife, I'll risk the chance on his table, for a grasp at a brand new life

So I might be away for a while, but I'll be back to write somemore, thank you all for your love and support, and I mean that from my core

Ron aka THE KINKY POET 

Oh the dream of online love. Where being paralyzed means nothing and dreams can take you anywhere 

Enjoy 

Closer at a distance

How can you be so very close, but still be so far away, distance has no meaning, when online we get to chat and play

We can talk as normal, it's as if you were in my empty bed, laying here face to face, our desires being fed

We can share our hopes and dreams in a world we make to choose, a fantasy land of happiness with Sun and skies of Blue

We can be anywhere, on a beach, a ship the moon, we can spend time together anywhere, I just hope and pray that it is soon

I love to hear my message tone, a notification you are here, no matter what the distance, I know that you are near

Holding you across the void, together through space and time, technology brings us closer together in that moment you are mine

Making love across the void, we share ourselves online, tenderness, lust and love, made to be written into to rhyme

THE KINKY POET