THE KINKY POET

I try my best

Looking for the right words, then I place them into line, trying to describe a dream and put you down in rhyme

Using stanzas to paint an image, like a painter with his brush, I slowly produce a image, that I hope will make you blush

So many descriptive words but I must choose them right, I need the perfect poem to describe, what I dreamt last night

Subtle innuendos or a directness that's just straight, each word must be chosen carefully, they shape the poems fate

I must try with each poem, to describe my muse better than before, explanations of desires, I wish I could write more

Lines wrote to make her smile, lines to make her wet, read by the masses but with codes, only she will get

But all I have is stanzas, snippets of a lustful night, so I'll try my best to honour her and just hope I get it right

THE KINKY POET