THE KINKY POET

The pinkness

The pinkness of your inner petals, oh how I love to see them shine, I dream you are here with me and those pretty lips are mine

To run my fingers along your petals, just to give them a soft slow kiss, ah the mind is really racing now, the thoughts they bring such bliss

I imagine your fingers stroking her are really not yours but mine, whilst moving rhythmically around your clit, I'm keeping perfect time

Your petals now are really glistening, I make sure all the juice is mine, I sip up all your gorgeous nectar, you truly taste devine

My fingers are soaked in you, I take my time to slowly suck, then you pull me up your body and we kiss and start to fuck

Entwined in a erotic sexual knot, I'm lost in your sweet embrace, I take the time to look at you, I adore your gorgeous face

Moving in perfect harmony, our bodies become one, sharing sexual ecstasy until we greet the morning Sun

THE KINKY POET 

I hunger for your touch

The moment my hand touches your skin, my fires of desire start to burn, hunger grows inside of me, my body aches with yearn

With every inch of you that I cover I make a mental map inside my mind, so I can re-create sexy scenarios of the kinky kind

I imagine we are alone miles away, in a cabin in the woods, doing all the naughty stuff, the way kinky lovers should

Or I have you in a dungeon I crash the flogger on your skin, I leave welts upon you, sore reminders born from sin

You are tied up on my bed, surrounded by a box of naughty things, I decide which one to use and know the pleasure that it brings

Tenderness and kinky pain a mixture of sexual pleasure, I put my ideas down in stanzas, they are my kinky written treasures

Bring yourself close to me, I desire my first hungry touch, come to me in my dreams, I need you oh so much

THE KINKY POET 

The rough and nasty stuff

Bite me hard and claw me, then throw me on the floor, get your head between my legs and eat my pussy raw

Take me hard and fuck me fast, pound me to the ground, do all the sleazy stuff, it's the stuff I like I've found

I've left vanilla far behind me, I've turned into a kinky slut, I love being tied up, with plugs pushed up my butt

I spend my nights playing with myself with naughty thoughts inside my mind, they are erotic and real sleazy, of the dirty kinky kind

I imagine I'm tied to my bed, wearing pretty red lingerie, legs spread wide I'm waiting for my kinky poet to come to me and play

My fingers are working overtime, I can feel my pussy seeping, I do this whilst I'm on my own as the poet only visits when I'm sleeping

When I'm in my dreams he gives me all I need, he gives it too me rough, used and abused, hard and fast, I just can't get enough of the rough and nasty stuff

THE KINKY POET 

Sexy fairytale

You are so very pure and innocent on you I want to feast, I'm a ravenous sexual animal we are like Beauty and the Beast

Tonight I'm so rampant it's like my body's made of wood, sit on my nose I'll tell you lies, I promise it will feel so good

You may live with Seven other men but I'm your only man, no one can deliver true loves kiss like your Prince Charming can

You may have a fairy godmother who sent you to the ball, wearing those glass slippers you can simply outshine them all

Watching you going through the woods, in your cloak made of lace bright red, I wonder what's in your basket, dirty hungry thoughts are in my head

You now are Princess Jasmin, on my magic carpet let's take a ride, I can see your gorgeous figure in that sheer outfit there's nothing you can hide

Who knew fairytale's could be so horny, go pick a sexy outfit so we can play, I wonder what sexy kinky Disney character you will be today

THE KINKY POET 

My happy place with you

Whilst in the safety of my dream our bodies blend as one, together working in perfect symmetry until the morning Sun

With the nighttime wrapped around us, we share moments only dream lovers can, it's a place where I'm not paralyzed and I'm a fully working man

During the day I lay so still, with hopeless wishes running through my head, then at night I simply try to dream so I can leave my lonely bed

When the Sun goes down and I lay down my weary head, it's the only time things in my life seem right and I can be with you instead

For the hours I'm in a dreamland state, you're always there by my side, I'm happy and it's easy to forget all the lonely tears I've cried

During my nights I'm never lonely, we make love until the break of dawn, I smile throughout the whole night through, until the daylight makes me so forlorn

Forlorn, sad and lonely I cannot count the tears I've shed, how I wished I lived in my dreamland, the happy place deep inside my head

THE KINKY POET 

Somewhere in a rhyme

Reaching out across the void, hoping my hands can touch your skin, tracing every single curve, my body aches for sin

Filled with desire, I burning yearning need to hold you near, to kiss you and caress you, your voice I wish to hear

Telling me of your fantasies, share with me all the things you wish, to know all your darkest desires, would be for me such bliss

I want to know the inner you, the secrets hidden in your soul, so I can give you all that your heart desires, I wish to fulfil this goal

I want you to see into your heart, I want you to see in mine, let's blend them both together, our love would be sublime

Two hearts moulded together, they would beat just as one, forever sharing all we have, until the dream is done

Then you would awake alone in your bed, I'd be alone awake in mine, both waiting until we meet again, somewhere in a rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

My hearts desire

My flames of wild desire are burning so bright tonight, I have a ravenous need building, I need to feed this night

I want to feed upon you, naked you are my sexual feast, I will devour every part of you, I'm a starving kinky beast

I need to eat your juicy pussy, I want to bite and claw, I want to have my way with you and then leave you used upon the floor

I've a large box of toys, all designed to make moan, sigh and cum, nipple clamps and floggers, and plugs to fill your bum

Wands to make you tremble, to make your juices flow, I love playing with the speed control, jumping back from fast and slow

Silk scarfs to bind you with, some chains to keep to the bed, I'd have you in sexy lingerie of the softest lace in red

Can you feel my hunger, are you scorched by my sexual fire, come in to me in my dreams tonight, you are my hearts desire

THE KINKY POET 

I'm sorry I can't post the music not being a full member but I wanted to get involved in this awesome challenge

THE ORIGINAL: SOUND OF SILENCE SIMON AND GARFUNKLE.

AND SOUND OF SILENCE BY DISTURBED 

which I think is better than the original 

Love and light peeps

THE KINKY POET

All my kisses

Soft and gentle kisses sent across the universe to lay upon your skin, I hope they land on places I've never really been

All over your eyes, down your nose, then to come to rest on your pretty lips, down along your gorgeous curves, making sure not to miss your hips

Around towards your back gently skipping up your spine, then up inside your thighs to the place that's so sublime

Soft kisses around your petals, then as I slowly spread your petals wide, more gentle kisses, creep gently deep inside

Sipping at your flower my lips soaked in your gorgeous wine, I taste your nectar with my tongue, my kisses taste devine

Inch by inch I'll cover you, I make sure my kisses don't miss a spot, I send all my kisses to you, you now own every one I got

So close your eyes and think of me, when you're alone and in your bed, hopefully you'll feel my kisses, starting at your head

THE KINKY POET 

The desk

Bent hard over the office desk, I really love to have you there, pinned down by my body's weight, with a fistfuls of your hair

My shaft buried deep inside you, the furniture moves with every thrust, tonight you are my plaything, we share a common trust

You give yourself to me, though I'm rough you're treated with love and care, I'm the one in total control whilst I have you there

I love to hear you moaning, I feel your juices running down your leg, I ram myself in deeper, just to hear you moan and beg

You plead me to go in deeper, you raise your hips to let me in, I love to start off slowly with just the tip when I begin

But soon we are flat out, I hold your hair like a horses mane, pounding you at full gallop for the time that does remain

Closer to the end now, with one last thrust I lose my creamy seed, I collapse across you over the desk, I've fulfilled my sexual need

THE KINKY POET