More thoughts of you
No matter what the time is, you just pop into my brain, pushing lust and desires like a drug into my vein
A smile creeps across my face as I wander off to sin, thinking kinky thoughts of you, so let the fun begin
Whether you are tied up or we're laying face to face, your eyes are mesmerising and you're nearly always wearing lace
You sensual curves call to me, I hear them in head, they makes me want to find you and take you to my bed
I want to hold you by the hand and lead you to my door, slowly I'd unwrap you and drop your black lace on my floor
I want to map you with my eyes, I don't want to miss any part of you, I see you as a work of art, a Goddess that is true
Standing in my bedroom you're silhouetted by the light, like a sculpture of Aphrodite, seen by the pale moonlight
Then I get distracted then the thought of you are gone, I'm sure you'll return real soon, it never takes to long
Whether I'm busy or just relaxing, maybe even writing in my bed, you know you're always welcome to pop inside my head
THE KINKY POET