When I'm in my bed
My god I can't concentrate, you are running through my mind, I can't stop thinking many thoughts of the kinky kind
One moment I got shackled to my Dungeon wall, you are at my kinky mercy, now I own you all
Then we are in a park, picnicking on a blanket in the Sun, then we're making love, once the feast is done
Bent over in my school office desk, you've been bad again, I'm lifting up your school skirt to give you a stinging cane
Now I'm laying on my bed, you're sitting on my face, I'm drinking from your pussy, the thought makes my heart race
Then you are my playground your bodies mine to own, I do with you as I please, then take pictures on my phone
Passions running hard and fast, desires flowing free, I eat you until you cum, then you do the same to me
Thoughts sending pictures, how I wish that they were true, I'd give up all these thoughts I have, for something real with you
Daytime thoughts or nighttime dreams, they always end the same, you always end up in my arms at the end of every game
So I try to get on with my day, shake the kinky thoughts out of my head, hoping they will return tonight, when I'm tucked up in my bed
THE KINKY POET