THE KINKY POET

If I was there

If I was with you there, I'd try to make you really mine, I'd sweep right off your feet and protect you all the time

I'd cultivate a romance, you'd simply blossom has it grew, we would live in harmony, if I was there with you

I'd take you to dinner, we'd spend time together on a beach, it's one of the many things I'd do, if you were in my reach

Flowers delivered frequently just to let you know you're on my mind, I'd treat you like a princess, I'd honest, true and kind

I'd fill your days with happiness, you'd always be in the Sun, you'd lose all anxiety by the time that I was done

I'd proudly show you off to the world, so honoured I would be, let the world see how lucky I am if you were stood by me

I'd get to the highest peak, just to call out  your name, so there would be no doubt in the place, it's true and not no game

But sadly you're worlds away, but in my heart your still a Queen and I'll be your friend forever and I'll love you when I dream

THE KINKY POET 

Naked pic

There is no time for romance, there's no flowers delivered to your door, I'm here to have my way with you, to treat you like a whore

Don't wear your favourite lingerie, it will get ripped up and thrown on to the floor, I'm hungry for your pussy and I won't wait no more

The moment you open up the door, like a wild cat I'll pounce on you, I'm gonna claw and leave bite marks, sweet reminders that will leave you black and blue

We won't make it very far , there's no chance we'll make our bed, I'm gonna take you where I can, maybe the sofa will do instead

The table may do the job, I might just push you up the wall, spread your legs with great force, I'm ravenous for it all

I'm gonna eat you raw and fuck you rough, I'll make you give me head, then once we had a shower, we can be romantic both snuggled in our bed

But at first I've got to have you, I'm at work with a solid throbbing dick, you've got me so horny you tease but thanks for the naked pic

THE KINKY POET 

Hummingbird

You spread your legs wide for me as I nestle between your thighs, I see you're wearing my favourite red lace, I guess you heard my sighs

I move in up nice and close, I can see you petals through the lace, the excitement in me is building, my heart begins to race

I gently kiss your inner thighs, I pull your panties to the side, you reach down and spread your lips, I can see inside

Your pussy is the most prettiest pink, the juice glistens by candle light, I run my fingers across her lips, she very wet tonight

My mouth covers your flower, I dip my tongue in to steal a taste, your sex is my favourite wine, none of which will go to waste

I pay homage to your pussy, it's my favourite place to eat, sucking hard upon your Rose bud, is a feeling that can't be beat

You grind your pussy into me, my tongue you start to ride, as I lap I hear you moan, the pleasure you can't hide

Each lap makes you drip, like a hummingbird I'm taking sips, I hold you in position by my hands placed tightly on your hips

I eat until I've had my fill, your gorgeous pussy now I own, you are my beautiful nighttime Queen and my face is now your throne

THE KINKY POET 

Subspace

She floating in her Subspace, the endorphins running wildly in each vein, coursing through her body like a sexual runaway train

Everything so sensitive, she quivers at the slightest touch, the smallest brush on her skin, excites her so very much

Her orgasms are so much more powerful, they are really so intense, the feeling of hanging on the edge, seems so much more immense

Her body feels electrified, there's a tingle on her skin, all derived from a little pain, surely this is no way a sin

Endorphins give her such a intense pleasure, they are a natural high, she explodes from the excitement, it makes her moan and sigh

Subspace brings her so much pleasure it is her happy place, even when she thinks of it, a smile creeps across her face

Her bedsheets are soaked with her sex, she can feel her heartbeat race, a evening spent in ecstasy, in the world she calls Subspace

THE KINKY POET 

The pain I need

Sink your teeth into my flesh, run your painted talons down my spine, leave your marks all over me, the pain is quite devine

I want the pain to run through me, try your best to make me scream, oh I'm looking for a kinky girl to do all the things I dream

Tie me up on a high beam, put a flogger across my skin, beat me real hard and fast, I'm hungry for some sin

Nipple clamps on a chain, so on them you can tug and pull, hot wax then freezing ice, I want to feel it all

The pain brings such pleasure, I'm so desperate to feel its stings, the thought makes my heartbeat quicken, how I love the joys it brings

The pain crashes over me, like a raging sea hits a wind swept shore, let your storm rage on me, it's all I'm asking for

Please unleash on me your wild side, drown me in some pleasurable pain, I want you to give it everything, please try to blow my brain

I know it's not everyone's thing but pain is my special need, there's nothing you can do to hurt me, so please just do your deed

THE KINKY POET 

Howling at the moon

I must confess I want you in a extremely kinky way, I want you as my sexual playground to do with as I chose when i am at play

I want to let loose the kinky beast, who lives secretly in my soul, I want him to ravish you, to take you in every hole

Like a  werewolf changes from a man into a ravenous beast, that's what I want to do and on your gorgeous body I want to feast

I want to claw your clothes off, leave my ownership marks upon your skin, sore reminders of the places, this sexual beast has applied his sin

Set light with such a passion, my sexual flames begin to burn, I want to take you as I choose, do all the nasty things I yearn

Tie you up or pin you down use all the toys on you tonight, flog you and use hot wax and ice, put the nipple clamps on tight

I'm so frantic for your body, I've got so much locked up sexual rage, you hold the key to my release, unlock this wild beasts cage

Let loose my wild desires, like a werewolf I'll howl wildly at the moon, then for you they'll be no escape, I'll be on the hunt real soon

THE KINKY POET 

Wishing for a Queen

Do you feel me in your dreams can you feel my tender touch, do you feel my kisses or am I just wishing for to much

Do you feel my body, do you feel wrapped up,  are we entwined, are we sharing some kind of moment or is it a dream that's solely mine

Is it to much to wish you dream of me, I wish we shared the same desires, do I ignite in you what ignite in me, are we fanning each others fires

I pray you want me like I want you, you're forever on my mind, I'm hoping you feel the same way, I want to be the one you find

Be the one who you desire, I want you to want me too, I hope you reach out and find me, I want to be the man for you

I wonder if you feel my hands running wildly on your skin, do you feel my passions, when your wanton dreams begin

Can we be sharing our passionate dreams together, or is it just a foolish dream, will I be dammed to dream alone, just wishing for a Queen

THE KINKY POET 

Number one

I want you knelt before, your lips moistened, your mouth just opened wide, I want to trace your lips with the tip, the slide my cock inside

Hold you gently by the head, whilst I begin to slowly move, grinding my cock into your mouth, you suck my cock real smooth

Your lipstick smears along my shaft, you gag as I go in deep, juices run down your chin, your saliva starts to seep

Your long deep sucks draw me in, I must retain control, I swear I'm being sucked inside out, from deep inside my soul

Your tongue dances on my tip, it pokes, it strokes its flicks, you give a wonderful blow job, you're so great at sucking dicks

The harder you suck my cock, the faster I begin to thrust, I'm on the edge of orgasmic heaven, I just about to bust

My heart is pounding in my chest, with one more suck and thrust I cum, when it comes to giving blow jobs, girl you're number one

THE KINKY POET 

God fearing girl

I wonder if a god fearing girl ever thinks thoughts of a naughty kind, does she ever lose control and allow lust loose in her mind

Does she ever drop her guard, do saucy thoughts break down her wall, does she have fantasies, does she think of sex at all

In her weak moments when she let's down her steadfast guard, does she think of a hungry man, whose bodies lean and hard

Does she imagine him touching her, can she feel him on her heated skin, would that upset her, knowing she thought about a sexual sin

Would her god forgive her, if she had a desire for this man, would she forgive herself, or is it only her God who really can

In her weakest moments, does she leave a damp patch on her sheet, does she dream of a quiet place, where its safe for them to meet

Would she have him to herself, would her god let her have freedom for a while, would they share some tenderness, would he get to see her smile

THE KINKY POET 

With you

A wild desire washes over me like waves crashing on a wind swept shore, you fill me with a hunger the likes I've never had before

I feel it in my deepest soul, the need goes rushing through each vein, I'm consumed by the need for you, it controls all thoughts inside my brain

I close my eyes you are there, at my work, my rest, my play, you just appear inside my mind every single night and day

You're a fast becoming like a drug, some  might say I'm quite obsessed, I think of you in accessible clothes and of course when you're undressed

Scenarios of kinky play, show like porno films inside my head, me having my way with you whilst you're tied down to my bed

Locked in the deepest dungeon or kept a captive in a cage, held there until I require you to relieve my sexual rage

You fill my waking moments, you encounter all my dreams, not a minute of its wasted because I'm with you my Queen

THE KINKY POET