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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
5 years ago. Thursday, April 15, 2021 at 4:02 AM

Hi peeps after doing my nerd confession I was wondering about your fav things so here's a quick questionnaire type post.
Please get involved I'm interested to know more about you wonderful kinksters. I'll start

THE GETTING TO KNOW YOU CHALLENGE

1: My favourite childhood toy.
For me its simple as a child ore paralysis I was obsessed with football ( Soccer) and a football was always within reach

2: favourite album
For me again hands down clear winner BAT OUT OF HELL by Meatloaf

3: Favourite childhood TV show
Any cartoons any or Captain Scarlet

4: First film at the cinema
Mine was Disney Lady and the Tramp

5: First crush Celebrity and Personal
Princess leia in her slave outfit and my drama teacher who must remain nameless

6: Favourite animal
Mine is my one true love THE GREAT WHITE SHARK

7: Favourite film
JAWS

8: First kiss who and where
A girl called Alison in her mums kitchen

9: First real contact with the Kink world
Me apart from spanking and roll play it wasn't until I started to put my work on the Cage and made contact with you awesome people

10: Only one person to be left on a Island with for a year, without any technology.
Difficult for me I guess the girl of my dreams who I haven't met yet or at least I don't know she's the one yet

Thanks for participating and giving us a glimpse into your world.

Just copy paste and adjust or do a simple 1 to 10 with answers 

Love and light 

T.K.P XX

5 years ago. Wednesday, April 14, 2021 at 8:00 PM

A million ways to spark a dream

The Sun says its last goodbye, it gives way to the growing dark, all around is quiet, my mind goes looking for a spark

That piece of inspiration a image or line from in my head, to bring you into my dreams, to share my lonely bed

Something during my waking day, brings thoughts of you to mind, some music or a single Rose, one of the softest kind

A bird singing in a tree, just the feel of some sunshine rays, each can spark of a thought of you, it happens in so many ways

I could be watching Pirates, or a Knight fighting for his Queen, or maybe a soppy chic flick, which has a romantic scene

So each time that I go to bed, I think of you or a line of a love song, knowing that when I start to dream, soon you'll come along

Throughout each magical night, entwined together we are one, my nights are filled with happiness, until the morning Sun

A million ways to think of you, one for each beat of my heart, pushing your love through my veins, though we are apart

A million ways to spark a dream, each day there's something new, a simple precious moment, that makes me think of you

It gets stored in my mind, like a collection of first lines, each sparking a lovely dream, then each dream turns into to rhymes

THE KINKY POET 

 

 

5 years ago. Wednesday, April 14, 2021 at 7:28 AM

Wild Kingdom

Welcome to the sexual Jungle, this is where I am the king, where I can give you pleasures, that will make your pussy sing

I'll take you like a Lion, you can then just join my pride, you'll be one of many, and have a  number on your side

Maybe I'll be a Great White Shark, along side you close I'll will swim, grab you by your Pectoral fin with my teeth, as I guide it in

Be the biggest stallion, I'll mount you roughly from the rear, use my hooves to pull you close, to keep your pussy near

Be a Silver backed Gorilla, with a firey passion in my eyes, there's no point in struggling, I'm strong and twice your size

I might be a Bengal Tiger, with sharp teeth and massive claws, made to bite into soft flesh, I might sink them into yours

Animalistic fucking, this is no kind and gentle petting zoo, I've brought you here to eat you raw, it's exactly what I intend to do

You must feed my hunger, on your body I'm gonna feast, you've come into the wild Kingdom, now prepare to face the beast

THE KINKY POET 

5 years ago. Tuesday, April 13, 2021 at 8:00 PM

Baby dream

Baby when you close your eyes tonight, you'll find me in your sleep, waiting for you to let me in, into your dreams I'll creep

I wonder what you'll dream of, what part or roll I'll play, I guess it depends on how things are, on the things you've thought today

Will I be a Fireman half naked with a big long big hose, will I be a Cop with handcuffs, or dressed in doctors clothes

I could be anything, any desire grown in your sexual head, I'll be your Knight in shinning armour, who ends up in your bed

A million different characters, designed to bring you sexual joy, its safe here in your dream, so there is no need for coy

I could be your Pirate, we could plunder across the Seven seas, we can chase down the rich merchant ships and bring them to their knees

Maybe I'd be your personal poet, sending you romance wrote in rhyme, keeping me inside your head and heart, until it's dreaming time

So sleep well my love, in your dream I'll hold you tight, sharing time until i have to go, when we reach daylight

THE KINKY POET 

 

5 years ago. Tuesday, April 13, 2021 at 6:38 AM

Ok peeps 

Sorry I know my name is the KINKY POET but I'm secretly a nerd who loves all thing Star Wars, Marvel and D.C related I found a pic of me and my latest collectable (Toys)

I'm a huge Mandalorian fan and have a serious love for Grogu  I was wondering apart from your kinks is there anything you collect secretly you would confess here

I hope some of you do and I'm not the only nerd on here

Thanks for your time 

THE KINKY POET

5 years ago. Tuesday, April 13, 2021 at 4:04 AM

The Island (The Poet Pirate series part 4)

Far off in open waters they sailed looking for a place to hide the treasure, past all known Islands on the maps, guided by the stars for a safety measure

The Blushing Blade knew of an Island, so remote and far away, no one but her had heard of it, it was a safe place for them to stay

Weeks past on the empty sea, then at last it came in to view, the Poet Pirate and The Blade went ashore, the ships left guarded by the crew

The beaches were pristine, the water on the Island was fresh and cool, they swam naked under a huge waterfall, that fed the open pool

Birds singing everywhere, it was such a beautiful sight, they decided they'd find a spot tomorrow but here they'd spend the night

They built a large fire, they ate fresh fruit and drank some Rum, he took her gently by the hand, he said to her just "come"

They were lying on the soft white sand, naked from their swim, she turned and smiled at him, and then slowly pulled him in

Kissing softly with a gentle passion, he knew he was in love, tonight he was going to tell her, he swore to the gods above

Soon she was ready for him, her body moist and wet, she slowly climbed on top of him, his manhood was hard and set

Slowly she lowered herself on his mast, she rode him slowly like a wave, taking everything she needed, he gave her all she craved

Passions burning brighter than the stars, her wild orgasms start to flow, he was close to cumming, his need began to show

He rolled her onto her back, he wanted to take charge, he was the captain of her vessel, his cannon fully charged

Faster he was pounding, she met each rise and fall, she wanted him to board her, to him she gave her all

With her claws like cat 'o' nine tails she cut into his skin, he exploded deep within her, she took his shot within

Laying under the moonlit sky, they discussed the Pirate life, then he looked her in the eyes and asked her to be his wife

A smile came across her face, like she had just plundered the greatest treasure, she told she'd like nothing more, "yes it would be her pleasure"

They fell asleep in each others arms, tomorrow they'd find the spot, a secret place to hide their booty, a safe place to hide the lot

THE KINKY POET 

 

 

 

5 years ago. Monday, April 12, 2021 at 9:07 AM

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 

 

 

 

 

5 years ago. Monday, April 12, 2021 at 4:01 AM

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 

5 years ago. Sunday, April 11, 2021 at 3:34 PM

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 

5 years ago. Sunday, April 11, 2021 at 3:26 AM

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