THE KINKY POET

Let's get down and dirty

Let's get down and dirty, I'm feeling in the mood, don't worry about dressing up, let's do it in the nude

Of course i love dress up, but I'm feeling very horny, i love looking at you naked to, i know that's kind of corny

But i think you are beautiful, I love to touch your skin, I desire you all the time, you set alight fires deep within

You don't need to wear make up, to me you are the one, no girl compares to you, you warm me like the Sun

I know you like to dress up, with your hair and make up right, I dont need that to fancy you, let's just make love tonight

No toys, no games, no tying down tight upon our bed, just you and me, skin to skin, until our needs are fed

Kissing, touching, hugging making love without the toys, sharing a simple kind of love, like the Vanilla girls and boys

Ok babe I'm kidding, that's not the way we love to fuck, get dressed up, I'll get the ropes, tonight you are in luck

Let's get down and dirty, let's play all our favourite games, share pain and pleasure, until no night remains

It was fun to see the look on your face, when I asked for just straight sex but i wont try that stunt again, i don't want to be a ex

Ron

Moist

Oh how I love this word, it paints vivid pictures in my head, I see you laying naked, with your legs so nicely spread

I see your flower glistening, waiting to get plucked, I see your lips dripping, aching to be fucked

I think of the sweetest wine, how I'm desperate for a taste, how carefully I'd drink your wine, so none ever went to waste

The word even makes the sound, as your mouth forms to say the word, say it slow and seductively, the kiss it can be heard

Moist conjures up dampness, the very word just draws me in, it makes me think of your pussy and always leads to sin

Moist makes me want your pussy, it makes me want to eat, to get straight between your thighs, to taste your sex so sweet

All this from a single word, a favourite word by choice, the word that makes me want you, I love it when you're moist

Ron

I wanted to say thank you to all the people who have graciously read and commented on my poetry. Thank you for your time and kind words
Ron

People of the CAGE

I wanted to say thank you, to the people of the CAGE, for reading all my poetry, that helps release my sexual rage

Your kind words and support, really make me smile, I forget that I am paralyzed, if only for a while

Thank you for accepting me, though I don't live the life, for taking my work for what it is and giving me no strife

For understanding most is my imagination, dreams from in my head, written whilst I'm laying down, snug inside my bed

Thank you for your encouragement, I'm learning all the time, I'm slowly learning that, this lifestyle could be mine

So from this broken poet, please accept my deepest gratitude, I hope you continue to enjoy my stuff, when you're in the mood

Ron

It's okay to be not okay

Hide it deep inside, it's a secret you must try to keep, people will treat you differently, they will think that you are just weak

You walk around like nothings wrong, no one can bring you down, inside you are broken but you act just like a clown

Hiding behind a painted smile, no one gets to see your tear stained face, you save that for when you're alone but now it's hid without a trace

But it shouldn't be that way, you should be able to openly talk, tell the world you're not ok and hold your head high when you walk

Be able to admit you have bad days, tell the world you cry, tell them of the hurt and pain you're in and tell them the reasons why

Don't crawl in a dark space, you shouldn't be alone, reach out and call a friend, they're right there on your phone

Just open up your heart to them, tell them you're not okay, they will not turn their backs, tell a friend today

Share this secret burden, I think you'll find they'd say, call on me anytime, it's okay not to be okay

Ron

My mental health support piece, not my usual stuff but I feel its important for others like myself to know it's okay not to be okay and they can reach out for help without fear of humiliation 

Out of the shadows

In your darkest corners lives another side of you, different from your straight side but it's still a part of you

You try to suppress it, pretend that you dont care, no matter where you run to, that side of you is there

Always playing on your mind, it plants a kinky seed, watering it with desires, it grows in to a need

A craving gnawing feeling, your different from most others, you need certain things in bed, denied by many lovers

You want them to tie you up, perhaps give you a little pain, even though you try to resist, these desires still remain  

The more you suppress these needs, the more they raise their head, you get an aching need for things, even alone whilst in your bed

You may try to tie yourself up, get a clamp or two, enter this world slowly these needs you must work through

Finding out just who you are, you realise, to have a kinks is no sin, now accepting who you really are, your real life can begin

So you step out the shadows, you find like minded people on your phone, then you know you're not the only one and your never on your own

Ron

Dedicated to all who think they just dont quite fit in 

Be strong be beautiful and be you

When dark clouds creep over you, you feel alone inside, just reach out to me, I'll be right by your side

Maybe not in touch or sight, but you will know I'm there, sending love and support, to show how much I care

There with a supportive line, or a stanza to make you smile, a poem to say you're wonderful, for you I'd go that extra mile

Because to me your worth it, just take a look inside, i want you to know you're awesome or at least I know I've tried

You may feel the odd duck, you may feel you don't belong but remember the ugly duckling turned out to be a Swan

So let all your quirks shine out, let your heart be true, be strong and be beautiful but most of all be you

At anytime you wobble, you feel the world us cold and mean, go to my poetry, your see I'm in your team

Ron

Wicked weekend  
 
Work for the week is done put your work stuff away, get out the sex toys, now it's time for us play  
 
What do you want to play, tie up, dress up, or be treated like a slave, just tell me what you want, just tell me what you crave  
 
I'll tie you up, I'll spank you, I'll lock you in your cage, this is your weekend, unleash your sexual rage  
 
I got plenty time for us play, we can use your clamps and plug, I'll bend you over the table, put the plug in nice and snug  
 
Do you want the paddle, the riding crop or whip, come on baby tell me, to the toy box I can nip  
 
Or do want to go down stairs, we could unlock the dungeon door, I can chain you to the wall, you can sleep right on the floor  
 
I know you know, I'd do anything for you, to make your weekend great, I want to give satisfaction, an orgasm on a plate  
 
So two days of full on sex, a weekend of passion mixed with lust, pain, bondage and sex games, built on love and trust  
 
So let's go wild today, do things that make me drool, before the weekends over and it's back to teaching school  
 
Ron

Mrs Santa

Well it's nearly Christmas and I've got a nice surprise, you're dressed as Mrs Santa and I cant believe my eyes

In a pretty short red dress, edged with fur so soft and white, babe come on over, come ride my sleigh tonight

Shall I sit upon your knee, I've been a real god boy, will you open up your legs and let me stroke your soft moist toy

Run my hands up your legs, my sexy stocking filler, you look so very festive, you'd be my Christmas dinner

I'd love to unwrap you slowly, just like the perfect gift, take time to look at my prezzy, slowly not to swift

Even your undies are red, I love the Christmas theme, yes you brought the mistletoe, you've set the Christmas scene

Now let me lay you down, give you a gift right back, I'll ride you like a reindeer, let's empty out my sack

Sorry it's not snow, but at least my love its white, sprinkled on your outfit, we've shared a Christmas night

Ron

One day

One morning I'd love to wake up, to find you in my bed, snuggled up in my arms, not sleeping in my head

Let us be skin to skin, to feel your hair upon my chest, feel your hand wrapped up in mine, would truly be the best

Wake up to a good morning kiss, to feel you brush against my lips, together wake up spooning, with my hands upon your hips

Wake up to listen, has your heart beats out my name, feel your arms around me, but not in a dreams cruel game

No more imagining, no more guessing how you'd feel, to stroke your hair and make love to you, no dream but this time real

I know this sounds so silly, you are so very far away, but I'll continue praying, this dream is real one day

Ron

Love doll

You'd be there just waiting, always lying on your back, arms out for cuddles, an ever ready crack

Legs spread and parted, I never need to  guess or ask, you are always willing, always ready for your task

Body always nice and firm, your tits are nice and plump, if they ever soften, I just give you a little pump

Your smile is always painted on, with lips just painted red, your mouth is just a circle, designed to give me head

I can always dress you up, I just clean you once I've cum, I can roll you over anytime, theres a hole made for your bum

But I cant bring myself to use you, climb between your vinyl thighs, it's not that your bodies cold to touch, but there's no life behind your eyes

But you stay ready in your box, in the wardrobe over there, silently waiting for a lover, to pump you full of air

Ron