THE KINKY POET

Everytime the Sun comes

I know I'm supposed to be grateful for a brand new day, but everytime the Sun appears you have to go away

When the moon is in the sky, you are in my arms, kissing me so tenderly, we are sharing  lovers charms

Skin to skin, bodies wrapped, together as if we're one, then I'm on my own again, when i greet the morning Sun

But at nightfall I find you, my pillows placed beneath your head, facing me and smiling, we're lying on my bed

My arms around you, we make love throughout the night, our hearts beating in perfect time, as our lust takes flight

Your warm breath on my face, a smile brighter than the fullest moon, but I know once the Sun arrives, this will end to soon

So the Sun may bring warmth and life, it may start the day again, but for me it's a double edged sword, it also brings me pain.

It's the start of a loveless day, paralyzed broken all alone, left to write poetry, on my mobile phone

Poems of my wondrous dreams, stanzas of the girl I wish was here, instead of the lonely reality, to which I shed a tear

THE KINKY POET 

The end (The Poet pirate series part 6)

The battle was raging fiercely, pistols fire and Cutlass clash, the deck was full of carnage, destroyed by the cannon's flash

Men getting wounded, there was death and gore abound, screams of pain and battle cries were shouted all around

The Blushing blade was fighting hard, the fight was in full swing, many men died at her hand, they felt her Cutlass sting

The Poet was chopping men to pieces, his Flintlocks sent shot fling through the air, he was looking for the Blushing blade but couldn't see her anywhere

He spotted her finally, she was on the Quarter deck, he saw her grab a naval man and slice him through the neck

Just as he got close, the Naval captain had just took aim, the Blushing blade was set in his sights, the Poet knew his game

He swung across the Quarter deck, as the musket ball took flight, he felt the searing heat of pain, but he what did he knew was right

All seemed to go still and quiet, he was lying on his back, though battle ragged around him, but somehow he just lost track

The next time he opened up his eyes, he was in his lovers arms, she was smiling down at him, with all her loving charms

They both knew this was the very end, nothing more needed to be said, he knew it was over, soon he would be dead

So he forced himself to look into her eyes, he told her she would of have been the perfect wife, she kissed him for the last time, and that was the end of the Poet Pirates life

THE KINKY POET 

If you could, would you

If you could spend the night with me, would you share my lonely bed, would you share your body, until both our desires have been fed

Would you give me your heart, would you be my only girl, would you take a chance on us, give our love a whirl

If you could step across the void, would you climb out from inside my mind, would you be my partner, the true and loving kind

If you could share your body, would you make me your sexual choice, would you whisper romantic things, with your angel voice

Would you wrap your arms around me, would you hold me through the night, kiss me with your tender lips, make love to me tonight

If you could step out of my poetry, be real and not just a girl of lines, be the girl I dream of not just a girl of rhymes

So would you step off the page, I really wish you could, given the chance to be with me, I only hope you would

THE KINKY POET 

Late night loving

Laying in my lonely bed, playing on my mobile phone, I get a messege from you, your horny and alone

We share a few pleasantries, then you say the magic line, would I make love with you, I said of course that's fine

I tell you we are naked, lying on the bed, I'm kissing you with passion, your hands are wrapped around my head

Tongues dancing erotically, my hand strokes your inner thigh, you part your legs for me, you release a gentle sigh

I'm kissing down your neck, I'm nipping at your skin, you tell me to mark you, to leave my stamp of sin

Sucking on your nipples, I slide my fingers in your cunt, you lift yourself higher as for your G spot I start to hunt

Now my cock is throbbing, you run your thumb across the tip, I suck your juice off my fingers, I offer you a sip

You pulling slowly on my cock, with our hands we start to fuck, in time we both are grinding, you moan, sigh and buck

Then you ask me nicely, " Sir I need to fuck" I love it when you call me that, I can't believe my luck

I climb between your waiting thighs, I stroke your moist clit with the tip, you pull me deep into you, inside your cunt I slip

Your nails run across my skin, claw me harder I can't get enough, I start to call you dirty, sexy things, my words are hard and rough

I tell you that I own you, you ask me "Sir can I cum" I tell you "I'm not ready yet", as I push a finger up your bum

Pounding hard and faster, again you ask Sir can you cum, I tell you, you may release yourself, I know I'm nearly done

Pounding you hard and fast you moan, you scream and buck, I'm breathing harder, we've almost done this fuck

One more push and I explode, your juices soak my rampant dick, both of us are saited, text fucking did the trick

We describe kissing and hugging, again we are alone, but for a while we were together, if only on the phone

You say goodnight, I go to sleep, I awake to a great surprise, pictures of you naked, there before my eyes

Oh to share a moment, Sapiosexual fun with you, sadly its just poetry, but how I wish that rhymes were true

THE KINKY POET 

GETTING TO KNOW YOU CHALLENGE
PART 2

Hi peeps had so much fun with my silly first challenge for which I thank all participants. I decided to get a little more nosey. Hope you have fun as last time I will put my answers first

1: Name someone who inspires you daily.

For me it is my sister Tina who sadly passed away from complications due to Multiple sclerosis. No matter how hard things got she never stopped smiling made me realise being paralyzed isn't the worst thing to happen.

2: The most precious thing you've lost, not a person or pet.

Me I was mugged late one night and lost a watch given to me by my nan. Absolutely devastated as she passed a few years later

3: what brings you most joy

Simple my family and friends. Outside that poetry

4: Favourite season and why

Spring time for new birth, growth

5: Tattoos, yes or no if yes favourite one

Yes covered, ran two studios in London Favourite GREAT WHITE SHARK ON RIBS

6: Most exciting thing you've done

Diving the wreaks and reefs around Egypt

7: Number one buck list thing

Sadly now paralyzed I can't see it happening I always wanted to swim with Great White Sharks, I'm a total shark freak

8: Strangest place for sex

Behind a scene during a school play with my drama teacher ( yes it was consensual. I loved it)

9: One mistake you could rectify

Not telling my parents how much I loved them. ( Don't waste your chances tell them now)

10: if you could pick the place of your death, where would it be

In the arms of my soul mate,

Thanks for reading I hope you play along
T.K.P.XX

Alive in stanzas

When I'm feeling lost and lonely, in the middle of the night, your there to stand beside me, you are my guiding light

When dark clouds surround me, the storms are coming thick and fast, you are there to hold me still, a true friend to the last

When I'm curled up in a ball, when my world is full of pain, you are there to help me through, until there's Sun again

A beautiful dream amongst the nightmares, my cuddle in the dark, when my fires dying, you make my embers spark

Just the very thought of you, can make this poet whole, from paralyzed to walking, it's like you heal my very soul

So many different facets, make up the jewel that's you, the perfect precious Diamond, I hope you know it's true

To have you wrapped up around me, feeling you skin to skin, kissing you so tenderly, is the way my dreams of you begin

Even though you live in my dreams, I feel you in my heart and head, I hope one day you'll be at my door and then lying in my bed

Making love through the night, you on my chest has I gently stroke your hair, to find out its not a dream and you are really there

My beautiful Diamond is out there, and as a poet I'm duty bound, to keep her alive in stanzas, until she can be found

THE KINKY POET 

Wandering mind8

When all is dark and silent, I'm alone lying in my bed, if I let my mind wander, thoughts of you come to my head

A pretty smile, bedazzling eyes, the softest moistest lips, the amazing curves of your body, I love your sexy hips

Your beautiful soft and tender touch, your softest, sweetest kiss, these are what come to mind, to be with you I wish

To hold you tight within my arms, to share a lovers embrace, to see your head resting on my chest, to see your smiling face

To be laying close together, our bodies entwined as one, sharing the night together, welcoming the morning Sun

To say the words "I love you", so you could see it's from my heart, so you know i am yours, even when we are apart

Like to pieces of a puzzle designed just to fit each other, matched together perfectly, we'd never fit another

All these things I think of, when my mind goes wandering alone, so it inspires poetry, to be written on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

The fountain of youth

Just to take a single sip, would make you beg for more, the elixir of eternal youth, would invigorate your core

Eternity flows into your throat, the liquid pure and sweet, life giving sustenance, it can make a cold heart beat

The moisture runs your across your thirsty lips, you are desperate for a sup, you put your mouth in closer, you drink from the loving cup

It runs down your throat like honey, it runs so soft and smooth, scooped up by your hungry tongue, pushed into the fountains groove

You are drinking from her fountain, she hold you by the head, you're nestled in her loving thighs, she spread wide upon your bed

Each sip is like heaven's nectar, her juice is heaven's gift, you're licking her faster, harder now, each stroke is hard and swift

Her fountain is pouring now, you make her gush again, your body fills invigorated, you feel so young again

The fountain of youth is your own sweet place, there's no better place to drink, it makes you feel so powerful at least that's what you think

One sip is intoxicating, like a drug pushed through your vein, a warmth of desire and love surrounds you, endorphins rush your brain

She is your very own fountain of youth, her elixir gives you love and so much more, it gives you a connection to the girl that you adore

THE KINKY POET 

THE MAGIC WORD CHALLENGE

Hi peeps just some silly Sunday fun. Everyone has that one magic word that no matter in what sentence it's used or context they can't hear it without a dirty, kinky thought springing to mind.
I want to see your. Just put this on your page with your magic word.

My magic word is MOIST

X marks the spot (Poet Pirate series part 5 )

Sitting on the sun-kissed beach the pirates make a plan, to bury their booty together, underneath a huge tree shaped just like a fan

It's a little way inland, they start to dig their hole, burying both lots together, they share not only wealth but heart and soul

Then she takes a needle and makes some  ink with ground down soot, she puts the coordinates on him tattooed on her lovers foot,

She has the star chart to the Island on hers, now he holds the other part of the key, together they hold the secret maps of where their treasure be

Joined together in Piracy and now they share secrets, the two are one, in love, in life forever, they sail off into the noon day Sun

They hope that in years to come, when their Pirate days are done, they will settle down together, and lay down their cutlass and their gun

Live in peace, harmony and comfort, with the treasures that they had, and talk about the good old days and the battles they both had

But for now there's still plunder to be had, riches and glory to be took, he raised his spyglass to his eye, with a weather eye he looked

Far out on the horizon he could see a glimpse of a small White sail, he signaled to the Blushing blade, they both gave orders to drop sail

The chase was on, but their prey seemed far away but they had the fastest vessels on the Seven sea, they'd get more plunder on this day

The Poet Pirate and the Blushing blade, made such romantic pirates tales, grown from under the moon and stars, driven by the wind within their sails

THE KINKY POET