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

Wandering in your garden

Wandering in your garden, it's the place I dream to be, looking for your perfect Rose, the one that blooms for me

Wandering up your inner thigh, I arrive at your lacey gate, slowly I pull it aside, it's time to meet my fate

Your grass is kept well tended, it's been looked after with love and care, smooth paths either side, trimmed with a little hair

I run my fingers through your lawn, touch the softness of your grass, run my hand around the back, to stroke your perfect ass

Then I find my treasure, she truly is a perfect Rose, her petals folded perfectly, my desire for her grows

I want to taste her nectar, to sip on her juice real slow, taking time to savour you, is the only way to go

Nothing must be done in haste, the gift of you is rare, so gently I unfold your petals, to find the bud that's waiting there

I put my lips against your velvet petals, you smell like the sweetest Rose, your aroma is so sensual, I take you deep within my nose

Your aroma is intoxicating, I'm put under some sexual spell, I'm so close to heaven, mesmerized by your Roses smell

At last my tongue runs along your path, it devides your Roses lips, I get to taste your juice at last, I slowly start to take small sips

You put your hands upon my head, you've spread your legs real wide, your garden now has welcomed me, so I slide my tongue inside

To me you are the perfect Rose, from this day there be no other, I'll wander in your garden in my dreams, in there I'll be your lover

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired by the comment which held the line VAG ASSAULT from SweetSirRendering.

Enjoy

Vagina

With the power to mesmerize you, most men would love a glance, they'll offer you the moon and stars, just to get the chance

As pretty as the softest Rose, with petals wrapped up tight, she would blossom for you, if you treat her right

Her juices are like pure heaven, she has the sweetest taste, her lover would savour every drop, none would go to waste

Her lips are soft like Velvet, they would give the softest kiss, to feel her warmth against your skin, could only be pue bliss

If you are very lucky, you may get a picture on your phone, sent to keep you mesmerized, when you're on your own

The gift of her warm embrace, she softly holds you in her sexual charms, her juices run over you, she brings a loving calm

Slowly spread her petals, you will find inside her little bud, full of fire and passion, she's engorged by desires blood

The wonders of a Vagina it has the power to give love and life, but they can make a man lose his mind, she can fill his life with strife

God gave it to woman, its their's and their's alone, if he had gave it to man, he'd never leave his home

THE KINKY POET 

Carrying on the body positive momentum 

The Mirror

Look into the mirror, I need you to see what I can see, I see a thing of wonderous beauty, every time you look at me

Stare into.the mirror, find your beauty deep inside, forget about the haters and the times that you have cried

Look passed their jealousy, see the goddess that I see, to me you are so beautiful, please listen to my plea

Yes you have parts you're not happy with, these things they come with age, forget about when you were young, it's time to turn the page

Believe me when I say, to me you are like a perfect work of art, your beauty starts from within, it grows within your heart

Your sexy, curvaceous, you are perfect in every way, girl you are spectacular, please believe the things I say

You may have some battle scars, wear them with great pride, it shows you're a fighter, against the world you've tried

Got up each time you fell, you found the strength to fight, to push on through lifes turmoils, to stand up for what is right

For you to love somebody, at first you must love yourself, be confident, be who you are, learn your own self worth

So go up to your mirror, go find the Goddess that I see, she's hiding deep inside of you, it's time to set her free

Climb out from the shadows, let your pure light shine, show the world you're beautiful, show them you're devine

Be the brightest star in the sky, let your smile beam like the Sun, show them all you're gorgeous, be your number one

THE KINKY POET 

The chance

Did you miss true love today, did your chance go right by, was that my chance of happiness, alone again you sigh

Was that a moment, was that more than just a pretty smile, was that a special signal, for you to stop and talk a while

It happens in a moment, quicker than you can blink your eye, though you spend your life looking for love, is it worth the try

Is it really out there or are you just destined to be alone, laying in a empty bed, writing love poems on your phone

Was that the fleeting moment, when you caught them eye to eye, should have you took the risk and simply said just "Hi"

That could of been the start of it, that could have been the one, you should of seized the moment, now that chance is done

How do you recognise, a soul mate, the love for which you search, the one to spend your life with, instead of the mistakes from which you lurch

Can you tell from the first kiss, would you know they are the one, the love you want to end each day with, and greet each morning Sun

Would you recognise the partner, the one to share in loves rich dance, I guess you have to try them all or you might miss your chance

THE KINKY POET