THE KINKY POET

Against the grain

Desires, needs, lusts and love, are all matters from the heart, feelings that you must control, now you are apart

No matter how you still may feel, it's a dangerous game to play, it may be fun to share some fun, but it will only last that day

When your lusts been fed and desires met, your still be on your own, your be filled with remorse and heartache, and still be all alone

As much as you pray for the return, of how things were before, you must accept its over, you share a love no more

Its hard to just let it go, when you both shared feelings that were so strong, you knew it wasn't forever, someone else would come along

But that doesn't make it any easier, they still got inside your heart, even when you knew the rules, that were set down from the very start

Now all that's left is memories and a tale of caution wrote in rhyme, you may know it'll end in heartache but you still want them all the time

Though they may have moved on, the facts remain the same, you'd still risk it all for one last kiss, though its going against the grain

Against the sensible thing to do, you'd still stray off the righteous path, for one last night of passion with them or just perhaps share a bubble bath

THE KINKY POET 

Visuals

When your bodies broken, other things come into play, you still get all your cravings, so you have to sait them in a different way

Visuals are my favourite thing, I dream of you in outfits nearly every night, from school girls, to belly dancers, or in PVC so tight

Chained up like a slave girl, or a damsel in distress, or a beautiful Disney princess in a ballgown dress

Princess leia from starways, with a collar on a chain, all of these sexy visuals, nightly run riot in my brain

As the Queen from days of old, I'd be your champion Knight, defender of the weak and poor, fighting for justice, truth and right

Or maybe a comic book character, Wonder women or Cat woman would be fun, wearing all that black leather, sculptured nicely on your bum

A nurse or a air stewardess, as a police woman you'd look cute, I promise I'd go quietly, you'd have no need to shoot

All of these pictures I dream of you are stored deep in my head, somehow bring me close to you, when I'm in my bed

But if I had to pick one visual, one look, my favourite piece of art, it would be the one of you just smiling, the visual I carry in my heart

THE KINKY POET 

Intoxicated by you

Like drinking far to much Champagne, you've gone straight to my head, dreaming of you constantly, whilst crippled in my bed

Another dream of a tender kiss, to feel your body next to mine, making love together, until the end of time

Mesmerized by your smile, captivated by your sparkling eyes, even though its just a dream, I'm sure there's a wish hiding in disguise

Running my hands across your skin, your nipples stand erect, to sip your juice and taste you, I dream my touch has this effect

You open wide and pull me in, it's like entering heaven's gate, your intoxicating gentle kisses, quickly seal my fate

Captured by all your sexual charms, to your passions I'm a slave, I wish I could wake to find you here, taking all you crave

All I can hope is you read this, perhaps drinking champagne whilst In your bath, enjoying a kinky poets rhymes, I hope you smile and laugh

Poem's are to entertain, but with some truths wrote in each line, to secretly show you're intoxicating and I wish that you were mine

THE KINKY POET 

Fleeting moments

Feeling you close to me, I stroke your tender skin, in that moment the world is right, there is no pain or sin

Just Sunshine and the bluest skies, with not a cloud in view, everything is perfect and its all because of you

A simple hug fills my heart with joy, there's heaven in your kiss, to be with you forever, would be my perfect wish

Hand in hand our fingers blend, entwined in a lovers knot, sharing all our secrets, all our dreams and hopes we've got

Making love together, giving to each other our heart and soul, a chance of becoming as one forever, really is my goal

In your arms I'm whole again, you take away my hurt my pain, you dry up my tear stained eyes, you bring Sunshine one again

All these things happen, though you're far away on your phone, Fleeting moments of happiness, then again I'm all alone

A simple smile, the kindest word, all sent down a technological line, gifts from a Angel, who I wished was really mine

THE KINKY POET 

Fun on the Seven seas

If I was a Pirate, you'd be my buxom wench my slave, together we'd sail the seven seas, taking all we crave

With cannon ball and musket, we'd plunder, pillage and fight, blood will be shed by the clash of swords ringing through the night

Once we had took our fill of gold, my mind would turn to lust, I'd take you to my cabin, to sait my desires are a must

I'd rip off your bodice, your bloomers come off with ease, I hold you tightly by the hair and force you to your knees

Un lace my britches, run my massive cannon out, get your lips around it, make me moan, sigh and shout

Suck my cock harder, like a wild sea hits the shore, once I've shot my load inside you, suck my cock some more

Now I'm back at full mast, I'll bend you across my desk and maps, time for me to board you, ignite passion with some slaps

Push myself into you, slide in like a Flintlocks heavy ball, use my cock like a ram rod, each thrust helps ram home tight the ball

Crashing deep inside you, orgasm arrives in constant waves, I love being captain and having you my sexual shipmate slave

Faster I begin to thrust, we're travelling at full sail, you are moaning out in ecstasy, you scream, you buck and wail

I'm close to letting go its time to weigh anchor and head for shore, I fill you with my lead shot, soon I'm empty with no more

Then I wake up next to you, we are together in our bed, obviously watching that Pirate film, got stuck deep inside my head

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired by watching a history programme about Pirates aarhhh

Anything for you

I'm to tie you up and blindfold you, gag you if I can, somehow get you outside and throw you in the van

Take you far into the woods, throw you on the ground, cut all your clothes off, making sure there's no one else around

Rip off your gag, roughly make you suck my dick and if you refuse to satisfy me, I'm to beat you with a stick

Hang you off a high branch, so your feet can just about touch the grass, get myself behind you and then fuck you in the ass

Take you by force, but be ready for you to kick, thrash and fight, I'll try to be authentic, I want to get it right

Put clamps on your nipples, making sure you feel some pleasure with the pain, I better check the weather, you don't want to be naked in the rain

You've already packed a abduction bag, with all the things I'll need, you're sure I'm not to stop, no matter how you plead

I hope no one sees us, or reports me to the cops, I don't fancy being shot, or caught with a bag of abduction props

This bag looks like the real thing, duck tape, a knife, a gun and mask, I'm reaĺly not sure about this but for you I'll do as you ask

You know I adore you, babe my love for you is true, so I'll abduct you, on your birthday, I'll do anything for you

THE KINKY POET 

Body, mind and soul

Moist, wet and inviting, your petals are opened wide, I place my mouth to you, I slip my tongue inside

The tip of my tongue runs up and down your pussy's lips, for this your pussy gives up her  juice, I take a little sip

Pushing past your moistened lips, my tongue laps against your hood, i hear a unmistakable sigh, I know it feels so good

You raise your hips higher, my tongue, lifts up your hood with ease, now I flick your cliterus, it's now my job to please

Licking, lapping, flicking, I take your clit for a sexual dance, moving in perfect symmetry, in some sexual erotic trance

Juices flowing wildly, my tongue laps up every drop, you grab my head and push me deep, you beg me not to stop

Tongue fucking your delicious cunt, you say it belongs to me, I have ownership of your pussy's hole but I want to own all three

I push a finger deep in your ass, now I'm owning Two, that means there's One hole left, I know what I must do

I exchange my cock for my tongue, I push it deep inside, I slide up your body, your awaiting mouth is open wide

We kiss with such passion, now I've achieved my goal, I got a part of me buried in you, now I truly own you body, mind and soul

THE KINKY POET 

Buckshot

Climbing up the trellis, in the middle of the night, sliding up the window, we both know it isn't right

We embrace, we start to kiss, against your leg my passions rise, solid full of hunger, pressed up against your thighs

You undo my trousers, I pull off your pretty
underwear, we climb under the covers, no one must know I'm there

I can hear the noise of aTV your parents are still awake, god I hope they don't hear us, try to keep quiet for gods sake

But my cock gone hard so my brain is dead, so I slowly guide it in, gently I begin to thrust, on our secret night of sin

Eyes firmly fixed on my girl, she is the one that I adore, but my ears are on detection mode, their trained on her parents door

Trying not to make the bed squeak, she starts to sigh and moan, then disaster strikes, I get a call on my mobile phone

I quickly reject the call, but I think I was to slow, to late, I hear her parents talking, has this phone call sealed my fate

I quickly jump off my girl, grab my clothes and slide underneath her bed, I hear her mothers footsteps, shit I've just bashed my head

The room was bathed in the hallways light, as she pushed the door, I laid there like a statue, fear ran right through my core

I heard her mum ask her what was that noise, she knew it weren't her tone, then she said get to sleep and tell him to go home

She said if your gonna have him visit, if you're gonna pretend your all alone, tell him to put his phone to silent, then she rang my phone

The tune echoed under the bed, the mum said girl at your age I did the same, but don't let your papa find out, he won't like your game

Now boy come out from under there, you best leave the way you came, I understand you're a horny buck, but one thing must remain

You must treat my girl with respect, I know she's cute and hot, but if her daddy finds out your fucking, he'll fill your ass with buckshot

THE KINKY POET 

Hold me close

Wrap your arms around me, pull me in real close and tight, lay your head upon my chest, let me protect you through the night

Hands entwined together, fingers locked in loves embrace, stroking your hair gently, I look down upon your face

Your eyes simply mesmerize me, I'm just captured by your smile, every moment spent with you, makes my life worthwhile

Feeling you lay next to me, to stroke your soft and lovely skin, feeling your heartbeat on my chest with all the love within

My kisses rain down on your face, my lips brush your cheeks, your eyes and nose, every minute shared with you, my love for you just grows

Then our lips come together, you taste of the sweetest wine, in my dream we're together, in my dream your mine

Now I'm wide awake, sadly I'm in my bed and all alone, all thats left of our moments shared is a poem of my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Shuuuuush

Baby be quiet or well get in trouble you'll get us both thrown out, we can play but just be quiet, you mustn't moan or shout

Come around behind here, get down behind this case of books, I'll get my cock out, you make sure that no one looks

That's it go on your knees, give my cock a nice long suck, I'll peek over the bookcase  keeping look out but be prepared for me to duck

Come on take your panties off, let me slide my cock inside, its fun fucking in the your library, so quiet corners in which to hide

That's it bend forward, I'll do you slowly from behind, you look like you're reading, try to look like you are the geeky kind

Make sure you keep quiet, the head librarian not that far away, I can't believe you chose this place, but I know today's your day

When I said we should fuck in public, it would add some spice and spark, I didn't mean the library, I was thinking of fucking in the park

That's it baby push back hard  I can't ram it home with force, I might have to cum by hand, this will take to long if nature takes its course

I can't pound you hard and fast, It'll take forever for me to cum, maybe it might help if you let me fuck your bum

Your ass is so very tight, it's tight grip might do the trick, even though I'm pumping slow, I'm sure I'll cum real quick

It's hard being quiet, library fucking's harder than I dreamed, I'm gonna have to push harder, if you want my cock to cream

Bite your lip, chew on a book, whatever happens we can't get caught, fucking in your place of work, really is tense and fraught

Next time I'll pick the place, it won't be my place if work, it'll be somewhere you can scream and shout, let your body buck and jerk

Library fucking is alright but I'm glad this place is done, the only good thing to come out of it was I got to fuck you up the bum

THE KINKY POET