THE KINKY POET

Kiss across the ethereal plain

I close my eyes and you are there, we're laying skin to skin, my minds eye feels your body, my desire draws you in

My heart beats much faster, as the anticipation starts to grow, I can feel your body heat now, you make me feel I'm home

Holding hands across the void, a love that spans all space and time, even though your out of reach, inside I feel your mine

I know you live inside my heart, you're constantly in my head, somehow I never feel alone, even lying in my empty bed

In my dreams we're together, we share a tender ethereal kiss, is this to be only in a dream or just some kind of hopeful wish

Wanting, hoping, needing, this love that's far away, perhaps one day she'll find me, I'll just dream until that day

Is she real or just a wishful dream, will I ever find true love, find the person that fits me, like a hand inside a Velvet glove

A kiss across the ethereal plain, I wished this kiss was real, a chance to feel your tender lips, to know just how they feel

THE KINKY POET 

Spanking

It is such a special word, when you're little it spreads fear, but when you're a adult, the meaning is different and quite clear

It means that it's playtime, so get across my knee, whether you're the giver or the taker, a spank can bring such glee

Yes it can be punishment, if you've been very bad, but it's often given as a gift, that makes you feel real glad

The first time that hand hits cheek, the ecstasy of the sting, sending endorphins running wild and the pleasure that they bring

Pulling down their panties, their butt covered in such pretty lace, the look of anticipation, etched across their eager face

The echo that the slap makes, has a hand lands hard on skin, just thinking of doing the deed, fills my mind with sin

With each spank comes a rub, you must always spank then care, show that you love them, make sure the connection always there

That delicious sigh, a stifled moan, perhaps a little scream, followed by a thank you sir, truly is a dream

Some may use a paddle, a cane, or a leather ridding crop, as long as it brings pleasure and not to much pain, they'll never want to stop

So from childhood fear, to desired kink, perception changes as you grow, spanking can be so much fun, but you already know

So take down your panties, rest yourself across my knees, would you like me to start spanking now, you answer "SIR YES PLEASE".

THE KINKY POET 

Marked by love

Bite me, claw me, dig your sharpened claws in deep, run them across my skin, make the scratches weep

Let me feel the pleasure, I'm in desperate need for pain, I love both of those feelings, to me they are the same

Let me feel you own me, I want to feel my life is yours, put a collar around my neck, I'll do your desired chores

Guide me, protect me, let me sit patiently at your feet, knowing that I'm owned by you, truly is a treat

Feeling safe with you in my life, you make me feel complete, my mind is still not restless, alls in place and neat

So put your mark upon my skin, let me feel the bruise you've made, it lets me know you're pleased with me, it shows I made the grade

When I see or feel your mark, it fills my heart with joy, I love to be your sexy sub, so use me as your toy

Bruises heal, scratches fade, my body starts to heal, but I know you'll give me other marks, to show our love is real

THE KINKY POET 

Sweet dream lover

Come to me my lover in the stillness of the night, come to me with passion, let the flames of desire catch fire here tonight

Let me look at your curves, I'm enchanted by your tits, I want to get between your thighs, gently tongue your little clit

Kiss you all over, on your hardened nipples I wish to suck, put my cock into your wetness, as we slowly start to fuck

Feel your nail clawing at me, feel the sting of loves first bite, tear at me frantically, mark my skin just right

Lay me down and straddle me, or sit across me on a chair, grind your pussy into me, just fuck me I don't care

You are my dream lover, each night you're in my head, giving me my desires, making sure my wants are fed

But there's always something missing, sadly there's always something wrong, it happens every morning, when I wake to find you gone

In my dream I have the perfect girl, a love of my very own, but by morning light, I'm lonely, left writing poems on my phone

I wonder will I ever find her, for a true love no one could ask for more, but is she even out there, will she walk right through my door

If I ever found her, I'd love her with a passion like no other, until then I'll see her nightly, so she'll stay my sweet dream lover

THE KINKY POET 

The clash of Cutlass (The  Poet pirate series  part 3)

After a volley of main cannon both ships crews just swung aboard, they had come to look for treasure, this merchant ship must hold a hoard

But the merchants wouldn't give up easily they were prepared to stand and fight, so with pistol, muskets and sabres they fought with all their might

Swords clashed like thunder, flintlock powder smoke filled the air, men dying and bleeding, were laid out everywhere

High in the rigging a merchant sailor was taking aim, in his sights was the Blushing Blade, he intentions was to kill or badly maim

Just has he was about to shoot, a pistol shot went through his head, she was saved by the Poet Pirate, her would be assassin fell down dead

They stood fighting back to back, taking on all who dare to come , protecting each other, in battle until the fight was done

They weren't angry cut-throats, rules of engagement and conduct were set down, written by the king of Pirates Bartholomew Roberts wore that crown

When the merchant shipwas emptied, they were set adrift with food and drink, this was the Pirate code, they were more honorable than you think

Soon the merchant ship was emptied of its haul, chests of Gold and Silver found, now they had to find a island and hide it under ground

That night the Poet and the Blade, devided up the loot they found, then she thanked him for saving her, as she was duty bound

He said it was nothing, he'd never let her get hurt or fall, for she meant the world to him, to him, to him she was his all

He pulled her close to him, they shared a kiss and warm embrace, she knew no harm would come of her, she saw it in his face

No man would cause her harm, not with the Poet by her side, his love was her protection, as across the sea they ride

The Blushing Blade was a match for any man, her skills with a pistol, knife or sword, but she liked that he loved and protected her, she felt cherished and adored

The Caribbean ocean was there home, the Sea was their domain, let them send the Kings Navy, these Pirates will remain

THE KINKY POET 

The desperate need in me

Oh I want to be loved, be someone's true love, their number one, to be cherished and desired, with a love hotter than the Sun

To be needed and wanted, to be their everything their only desire, to be the spark that ignites them, to be the fuel to their passions fire

To fuel their burning passions, to kiss, to share and own their soul, to become a very part of them, truly is my goal

With a love with a magnetic pull, even stronger than the fullest moon, to pull you into my awaiting arms, so our love and start to bloom

To fulfill the need I carry, to appease my aching heart, to find a love to last me an eternity, even when we are apart

With such passion and a hunger, like a starving man who ain't been fed, I want to feast upon you, and have you in my bed

It's a mix of love and lust, it's like a powerful, growing need, my love for you feeds it and makes it grow, one kiss would plant the seed

To sow a seed of desire, blossoming into a love that goes full bloom, still each night i dream one-day I'll wake, to find you in my room

So if you're really out there, please come out from inside my head, climb out of my imagination, come share my empty bed

THE KINKY POET 

Banged up

Sent to solitary for a misunderstanding, just a little brawl, so I'm locked up in solitary, in the farthest cell, at the end of a long hall

But I must confess the guard is hot she is also kinda cute, a pretty little southern girl, she looks hot dressed in her suit

We chatted for a few days each time she brought my meal, a few times I thought she winked at me, surely that weren't real

Then one day she came in my cell, she cuffed me to the rail, it was time for a cell inspection, I'd get longer in here if I fail

She tossed all my bedding, moved my personal toiletries and books, then she came towards me, with the strangest look

She began to pat me down, all over my body she just felt, her hands ran across my cock, then she just slowly knelt

She put her fingers to her lips to say don't you make a sound, she undid my trousers and she had a feel around

Soon she had my cock in hand, she gave the tip a flick, then she run her tongue down the shaft, it was a lovely long slow lick

Then she took me in her mouth, she began to suck it hard, I felt like I was the look out, I couldn't stop checking for a guard

Faster, harder deeper, she took me to my throbbing balls, she was going and gagging at it full tilt, she gave my cock her all

Then she just stood up, pulled her trousers to her knees, lined herself up to my cock, I went in her with ease

She thrust herself hard on to me, sadly it didn't take me very long, it had been a while and I was nearly cumming, the fat lady sang her song

I exploded deep inside her, I filled her with my locked up cream, she pulled herself off my cock and started to get clean

Soon I was back in my cell alone she had fucked me whilst in cuffs, I hoped I'd get extra time in here, I couldn't get enough

But I only got a few weeks in solitary, just a month for a cell block fight, we fucked every chance we got, but I'm back in my old cell tonight

Now I've got to devise a plan to get put back into the solitary block, to get back to my sexy, hungry prison guard, so she can suck my cock

THE KINKY POET 

Hell bent

Plundering the Caribbean, you couldn't count, the treasures made, by the Poet Pirate and his partner the beautiful Blushing blade

The mere sight of their jolly Rodgers flying high upon their masts, was enough to put fear into any man, they gave up their booty fast

Gold Doubloons and Silver coins, chests stacked in their cargo holds, with each successful plunder, they simply got more bold

Striking fear throughout the Sea, the Kings navy tried their best, but no one could catch them, their ships were faster than the rest

Two Ships with Fifty cannon, with crews that loved to fight, it would take more than the Kings Navy to turn their wrong to right

But in the quiet of the Sunset, the ships weighted anchor beside each other, the Poet Pirate would swing across to be with his Pirate lover

He never had to fight her for that kiss, somehow they fell in love, maybe it was the nights on deck, with the stars and moon above

They would study the maps and trading routes, decide where they'd strike next, have dinner and drink some Rum and it ended up with sex

He was full of a firey passion, she had a heart just of lust, together they made love like a maelstrom, sex full of lust and thrust

A passionate forceful storm, in which no ship could surely last, waves of love crashing against their hulls, for hours it would last

Once the storm was over, in calmer waters they both would lay, held in a Pirates loving embrace, until the break of day

Then they would say goodbye, to his ship the Poet Pirate went, then off they'd sail for plunder, for more gold they were hell bent

THE KINKY POET 

In my dreams

When I go to bed at night, I can't wait to fall asleep, each night I hope I'll dream, and into my night you'll creep

Climbing in bed next to me, I feel your soft and tender skin, you gently kiss me on my mouth, my dream runs off to sin

My hands running wild and free, I slowly stroke your thigh, you part your legs gently, you begin to purr and sigh

Your pussy lips are soft and moist, I slide my fingers in, you begin to raise your hips up, my finger fuck begins

Thrusting deep inside you, your juices begin to flow, I pin your hands above your head, you have no place to go

Taking control of you, you're my playground, you're my toy, tell me what you want from me, there is no need for coy

I take you in every hole, we make love the whole night through, in my dream I could have anyone, but it always ends up you

In my dream your simple task, is do exactly everything I crave, from oral, to anal, you are to be my body slave

Every sexual desire i could think of, you performed every kinky trick, you took me close to heaven, each time you sucked my dick

In my dreams we are one, we share love and desires in my bed, all driven by a passion, that produces pictures in my head

When I have you with me, I feel like a Cat whose got the Cream, but sadly the creams not real, it's just a lonely poets dream

THE KINKY POET 

The high seas

Standing on the Quarter deck the Poet Pirate spies a prize, he runs out the colours, he prepares to take them by surprise

He steers along side her, the cannon's are run out, then from across the other ship, he hears a maiden shout

The Pirate poet boards the ship, he is greeted with great surprise, standing right before him is the "Blushing blade", there before his eyes

She is the most wonderous sight, nothing more beautiful has he seen, he had heard all the stories about this Pirate ocean going Queen

She has taken many ships, with the flash of cannon and the clash of Steel, he wondered were they just tall tales or were the rumours real

He told her to hand over the ship, no one has to die, she pulled out a pistol and her cutlass and said I'd like to see him try

With clash of sword they started, she had such skill and grace, but she was going to fight to the end no quarter given was in place

Blocking, moving, with each other, their moves seemed like a erotic dance, each looking to strike the killer blow, if they got the chance

Then with a telling move the poet Pirate disarmed his foe, he pinned her to the main mast, she screamed at him to be let go

He told he would release her, if she promised to agree to his one wish, she must share her plunder and give him a loving kiss

She agreed to the plunder, but he would have to fight her for his kiss, he said the next time they did battle he would taste such bliss

The sound of sword on sword rang out, the Pirate poet against the Blushing blade, a battle for supremacy, it's how Pirate tales were made

Did it end in a death, was the winners kiss lost or won, I guess it must of ended well, as two ships sailed off together in the Sun

THE KINKY POET