Beautiful girl on my phone
Baby take your clothes off, let me see your naked skin, let gaze upon your body, let my eyes just drink you in
Let me see your pretty curves, let my eyes run so wild and free, I dream of you taking sexy pictures and sending them to me
Late at night my phone goes, there's pictures on my phone, pictures of you seductively, posed, to see when I'm alone
Just enough to show yourself, but done with elegance and grace, tastful but so sexy, with a smile upon your face
A special gift just for me, not old pictures from your phone, taken new just for me, by you when you're at home
Each one is a masterpiece, you are like a work of art, I put them in a photo vault, so we're never far apart
I'd take them out to look at you, to feel you're with me in bed, so hopefully I'll dream of you, forming pictures in my head
Oh if only it was true, and my phone received such a wondrous sight, never again would I feel lonely, in my bed at night
Obviously it's a fantasy, to you it's a crazy as it seems, but fantasies are fantasies, and a poet must have his dreams
THE KINKY POET
