THE KINKY POET

Erotica through my veins

Laying in bed after surgery, poetry coursing through my vein, erotic dreams of fantasy bursting in my brain

Dreams of lust and passions, with a touch of pleasurable pain, vivid images of sexy woman, running loose inside brain

Tied up, pinned down, their legs are spread so wide, my head between their thighs, my tongue buried deep inside

My hungers getting saited, kinky sex, from in my head, put down in stanzas, put together from my bed

Slowly I'll get better, I'm sure soon the pains will just subside, and I will write out more fantasies, that are growing deep inside

So back into the swing of things, time to fill your minds with lust, poems of kinky sex and bondage, based on deep love and trust

THE KINKY POET