THE KINKY POET

Late night lament

Reaching out helplessly for a hand he cannot seem to find, searching for a connection with someone who's true and kind

Someone to help mend a fractured heart, to bring this man a smile, to bring to him such happiness, that he hasn't felt in quite a while

He longs for a connection, it's a craving he's had for so long, just to be part of something special, he's desperate to belong

To feel her skin next to him, just to look deep into her eyes, fills his heart with hunger, he slowly weeps and sighs

Tear stains on his pillow, he pulls it in and hugs it tight, alone again that damp pillow is the only comfort he'll get tonight

He lays there in the dark his sad longing starts to grow, at the end of a restless night, only a lamented poem he'll have to show

Written in dawns early light, he rises to begin another empty day, who knows today he may find her , well he can hope and pray

THE KINKY POET 

Drop of sin

You sit on the edge of your desk, your legs spread opened wide, I'm on my knees before you, I take a peek inside

I see your pretty petals. They are the cutest pink and wet, I'm close enough to smell your sex but I haven't tasted your pussy yet

You reach forward to grab my head. You pull me in real tight, I start to make circles on your bud, it feels so good tonight

You grip my head tighter, as you push your pussy into my face, you lift yourself up and down, you control the depth and pace

I lap with perfect timing, the moment you go down my tongue go up, each lick collects your juice, on your pussy I love to sup

You grind yourself hard into my face, you ride me hard and fast, my mouth is getting jaw ache, I don't know how long that i can last

I feel you start to quiver, you toss your head back and scream my name, it inspires me to tongue you harder, my technique it fans your flame

Soon I'm drowning in your sex, you soak my beard and chin, I run my tongue all over my face, trying to catch each drop of sin

THE KINKY POET 

Desperate need

Desires, hunger, in the heat of passion, I guess you might call it lust, it is known by many names but to have you is a must

My soul feels like it's on fire, you've ignited a unquenchable flame, you've driven me to distraction, I've only got myself to blame

Dreaming of you constantly, each night you come right to my bed, we spend the night doing kinky stuff, that I've dreamed up in my head

You're always in matching lingerie made of the finest lace, I'm lost inside your gorgeous curves, hypnotised by your pretty face

My head dives between your thighs, I'm marking a path up to your clit, each bite seems to drive you wild and moistens up your slit

I'm ravenous for your pussy, I'm desperate to have a taste, I will simply drink you dry, not a drop will go to waste

Once I've had my fill of you, I'll slide up to do the deed, I'll pound you into heaven and fill you with my creamy seed

Then I'll wake up all alone, horny and still full of my creamy seed, another night of dreaming and I'm still full of a desperate need

THE KINKY POET 

Came from you

A million of your sweetest kisses would never be enough, I could never get my fill of your sweetest loving stuff

To feel your lips mould with mine is such a special treat, your warmth and your tenderness simply can't be beat

Maybe I sound so greedy when I say you are all I need, if my desires are a bad thing, then I'm guilty of such greed

I hunger for a single kiss, for you my passion always burns, I'm ravenous to feel you kiss me, I cannot hold back my yearns

Wether they are slow soft and gentle kisses or ones full of wild desire, each kiss warms my inner soul, you spread through me like a uncontrollable wildfire

Open mouthed our tongues engaged in a erotic fight, or lips gently brushing, I'll take any type of kiss tonight

Sensual or full of passion, absolutely any kiss would do, I'd accept them all so gratefully as long as they just came from you

THE KINKY POET 

Nighttime Queen

I had a very naughty dream last night, you stood before me and you were bare, your clothes laid across my legs because you placed them there

I looked upon your body, you were a gorgeous sight for me to see, you moved in so I could reach you, from my wheelchair you set me free

Because it was a beautiful dream, I was a fully functional man, it's amazing how you make me feel whole, the way no other person can

I try not to close my eyes when our lips touch when we kiss, I'm scared I might not see you, there's not a moment I'm prepared to miss

Your hands run across me, I wrap you up in my soft embrace, I'm staring at you intently, I'm mesmerized by your pretty face

Soon our limbs are entwined, we are moulded into one, sharing each other forbidden fruits, as we head towards the Sun

But even though whilst it's happening in my mind I know it's just a dream, because I know that we've never met, you are just my nighttime Queen

THE KINKY POET 

Eternally grateful

It seems things are changing and I'm rolling out into the light, I'm beginning to accept who I am  the light in me shines bright

Yes I'm not the man I was, now I'm a broken poet in a chair but it doesn't mean my life's over, I've got people that still care

People that I see often, some who call me every single day, some I've never met face to face, who live so far away

Each person sends me love, each of you play your part, giving me the strength to carry on, know you all live inside my heart

To you all I'm so grateful for the fact each one of you give your time, I wanted to give you all my thanks, so I put it in a rhyme

You all do your bit to chase away the dark clouds, to dry up my tears that fall like rain, to return a smile to my face, even when I'm in real pain

So let me take this moment to thank you, remember even when we are apart, I'm eternally grateful and I mean it from my heart

THE KINKY POET 

When she was gone

On a cold and rainy evening on a gravestone the Vampire sits and waits, listening to her footsteps as she passes the graveyards gates

In the light of the full moon she slowly comes into view, the Lord of darkness, slides off the headstone he knows what he must do

In a blink of an eye he's beside her, she's got no place to run, if a surprise attack wins wars, this fight was already won

She opens her mouth to let out a terrifying scream but it turns into a smile, she whispers to the Vampire, have you been waiting for a while

He couldn't hide the look of shock that run across his face, but he was already looking at her veins as they pulsed with pace

She see what he was staring at slowly she tilted her neck over to the side, the Vampire moved in closer, his mouth now open wide

She felt his teeth puncture her, now she began to bleed, she could hear him gulping as the Vampire began to feed

Once he had took his fill, she was weak laying on the floor, a single heartbeat away from death, he knew not to drink no more

He knew she'd eventually recover, she'll need a few days rest, her blood tasted so devine, she was by far the very best

She returned frequently, she gave herself freely to the Vampire King, he fed on her for many years, ɓut age finally did its thing

One night she never came, even a dead hearted Vampire felt a little pain, so now he's on the gravestone once more, it's time to hunt again

THE KINKY POET 

A long slow day

Sleazy, dirty, kinky play, is definitely going to happen on this night, I've got my handcuffs ready to lock secure on you tonight

Once you're at my mercy me and your best friend are gonna play, then I'm going to fuck you both, I can't wait to end this day

As soon as the night comes around, you'll both slip on some lingerie,  I might even take a seat and watch you both just play

Nothing like some girl on girl, to give a man the horn, it's been a mans sexual fantasy long before the time that I was born

Two sexy girls going at it, then get myself right in, Two butt's, Four tits, Two pussy's oh where does a man begin

Two soft mouths around my shaft, two tongues dancing across the tip, each taking it in turns, to give my cock a little sip

Each minute seems to pass so slowly, why is this such along slow day, I wish I could speed up time, so I could get home and start to play

THE KINKY POET 

Promise not to stop

Treat me like a piece of meat, do with me what you will, abuse me has you see fit, until you've had your fill

Tie me up and flog me, I hungry for the touch of leather, you may have given me a safe word but I won't say it ever

Degrade me with nasty names, I want to be your dirty slut, take me hard in every hole, my pussy, mouth and butt

Share me with your friends, my body's yours to own, invite them to use me, they can even film it on their phone

If you want I'll take you all at once, feel free to bring a gang, fill my pussy with all your seeds, I'm up for a good gang bang

The more sleazy you treat me, the harder it makes me cum, you can even make me squirt if you take me up the bum

Cover me in your jizz, or I'll swallow every creamy drop, do anything you like with me but promise not to stop

THE KINKY POET 

Cope

Sometimes I dream of us, walking in a field of Summer flowers, picnicking in the Sun, chatting together wasting daylight hours

Or laying together on a sun-kissed beach with Turquoise waters lapping at our feet, drinking cool coconut milk, would really be a treat

Wandering along a babbling brook through a wood of massive trees, feeling a dappled sun on our faces and the winds soft cooling breeze

Sharing fleeting moments stealing moments just with you, holding hands and kissing, are somethings I'd love to do

I'd have you wrapped within my heart, I'd be your king and you my Queen, we would live in happiness, oh what a lovely dream

These are the magic gifts that run deep inside my head, whilst I'm laying here a broken man, paralyzed in my bed

Broken but I still dream, I always hang on to a chance a hope, though it's a really a impossible dream, it helps this poet cope

THE KINKY POET