THE KINKY POET

A dream, I dream

The Sun warms our bodies, as we are walking hand in hand, the sea laps the shore lovingly as we walk along the sand

No one else in this world, this is our place to stay, just the two of us forever, with reality very far away

The fluffy clouds dance in a blue sky, a salty breeze runs through your hair, we spend the day in loves cocoon, life without a care

Talking, laughing spending time, we have everything we could desire, sleeping under a blanket of stars, warmed by a fire

Listening to the birds singing, hearing their calls of love, looking deeply in your eyes, my angel from above

No phones and no technology, just love in the perfect place, feeling your skin next to me, to feel your heartbeat race

Telling sharing hopes and dreams, making future plans, giving our hearts ad bodies to each other, whilst on soft golden sands

Oh to have and live this dream, no worries, hate or strife, just love, care and happiness, would be the perfect life

This is the dream life I'd love, it grew within my head, grown from a seed of love and hope, plated from my bed

Nurtured and watered by hopes and dreams, I pray it gets to bloom, another piece of hope in my heart, for us I'll have the room

Oh such a wonderful dream, now just to find that special girl, the one who wants to share my dreams and give true love a twirl

I can't give up hope, that one day, she'll come my way, until then I write my dreams in rhyme and wish and hope and pray

THE KINKY POET 

Heartbeat

With everytime my heartbeats, it simply calls your name, sending your love around me, my heart is yours to claim

The special kind of love I feel, just grows with every single breath, a love to last my lifetime, until the moment of my death

My blood rushes through my veins, carrying you to every pour, filling me with your loving essence, I feel you in my core

You are the very air I breath, I'd give my life for just one kiss, to be the love running through your veins, truly is my wish

To have you love and need me, the way I feel for you, growing old together, with a love that's strong and true

Spending time together, in a world that's just our own, instead of just dreaming of you and writing poems whilst alone

To make this love I feel not a dream, to love you with every beat within my chest, just a chance to prove my love, is better than the rest

THE KINKY POET 

Stalker

Everywhere that young man goes he's always in her sight, she follows him home from work every single night

Peering through his window, she just waits for him to sleep, then right up to his backdoor the stalker starts to creep

In her mind he is hers, they share a love beyond compare, no one will take him from her, no one better dare

She has a million pictures, collected on her mobile phone, of him living day to day, with friends or on his own

She snarls if he's with a girl, she thinks he is a cheat, how dare he talk to woman, how dare they simply meet

Doesn't he know it hurts her, it breaks her fragile heart, she the only girl for him, she's known it from the start

Look at them laughing, she thinks talking about her behind her back, she will have the last laugh, and put their love on track

One way or another each threat to her love must go, how can he be with them, he's struck her a hurtful blow

She knows that he loves only her, he smiles at her everyday, each time she serves him Starbucks, as he turns away

The way he gently strokes her hand, the way his money lingers, the way he looks into her eyes, the soft touch of his fingers

Surely that smile says it all, he's just to shy to say how he feels, but she knows that he wants her, so she will make it real

So now it's late at night again, she's standing in the rain, watching her love sleeping, through his window once again

THE KINKY POET 

Two Ships in the night

I wonder did we pass today, just like Two Ships in the night, did the other part of me, sail off out of sight

Did I miss the warning signs, like a lighthouse shinning in the dark, will I crash on to the rocks of loneliness because a missed loves spark

That telling smile, a nod hello, did I stand beside her on the train, was that my chance of happiness, will it come by again

Have I not met her yet, is she somewhere out there far at sea, trying to find her bearings, to set sail a course to me

Will we ever get to meet, or is a desert island just my fate, or will I find my shipmate and go out on a date

Will I be on the Love boat, or the Titanic ship of doom, will it be a romance or a ship sinking in the gloom

I hope I see your signal, send it loud and very clear, so even I can find you, so I can tell true love is near

Will I get a second chance, just a try to get things right, or are we setting sail for loneliness, like Two ships passing in the night

THE KINKY 

The promised land

Take me simply by the hand, please lead me to the promised
Land, show me sex to blow my mind, my love life has been so sad and bland

Show me things of which I dream, of ropes and handcuffs made of steel, drag these things from my fantasies, I beg you make them real

Let me feel the sting of real pain, let me feel it's rush of pleasure, give me all the things I crave, then your heart I'll always treasure

Tie me down tight and fuck me hard, force me to kiss and suck your dick, treat me like your fuck toy, show me your favourite nasty trick

Own all my greedy wet hungry holes, then cast me used roughly onto the floor, treat me like a sex playground, I want  to treated like a dirty whore

Take me away from my Vanilla life, show me all the things I crave, let me serve you in every way, so I beg you please let me be your slave

Let me wear sexy outfits, we can do all sorts of kinky sex and roll play, just tell me what you want from me, I'll wear anything you say

Leather, Rubber, PVC, I love to wear soft Pink panties made of Lace, I would wear the crotchless ones, so I can sit upon your face

Just tell me what I need to do, for you to take me gently by the hand, then guide me to a orgasm and ecstasy, within the promised land

THE KINKY POET

Dancing with the Devil

What would i give to have you to myself, together all alone, one night of you really here and not just on my phone

To feel your skin next to mine, not a dream inside my head, but you the girl of my dreams, actually in my bed

To feel your real kisses just once, I swear I'd sell my soul, I'd dance with the Devil, to attain, my dream, my goal

To hold your hand, look into your eyes, to feel you lying on my chest, I'd challenge Lucifer to a duel, I'd prove I am the best

Just a single night with you, there's no price I wouldn't pay, I'd offer the Devil my soul for you, every single day

Just to share a moment with you, I'm desperate you can tell, but just to feel a true and pure love, I'd ride straight into Hell

So Satan if you want my soul, here's my offer, here's the deal, take my girl from my dreams and poetry, and make my dream girl real

Let me see her, feel her, just for that one night I'd take my chance, to tell her that I love her, then with the Devil I would dance

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