When my dreams were done
If I was your dominant and you were more than my kinky muse, there are so many things I'd do but which one would I choose
Would I keep you locked up, like a sexy Tiger in her cage, watching you prowl back and forth, showing off your sexual rage
Maybe I'd have you as a Sub who's there to do all I crave, to have you anytime I want, my kinky sexual slave
I'd pick out the clothes you wore, they'd be chosen to show off skin, obviously no panties, so I could dive right in
Sometimes we'd play dress up, you'd act out the things I say, scenarios and fantasies, I love to do role play
You would wear a collar, to show the world you're mine, our time spent together, would truly be devine
I'd care for you, protect you, I'd love you with all my heart but sadly its just a dream, as we are worlds apart
Oh if I wasn't just a broken poet, real life would be such fun, I would have you with me, even when my dreams were done
THE KINKY POET
