Picture perfect
I dream of a kinky picture, though it's a naughty ask, it's a thing only a dominant would say, or set you as a task
You'd need to find some quiet time, make sure your all alone, take all your clothes off and grab your mobile phone
Lay the phone on the floor, put a knee down either side, let me see the Pinkness of your sacred places, see her soft inside
It would be the angle I would see, if you squatted on my face, a vision of your pussy, as you manoeuvred into place
The perfect view of your Rose, glistening with your sexual wine, looking so delicious, I already know she'll taste devine
As you get closer, then take another picture of that view, so it looks like your lowering and I'm getting closer to tasting you
I hope the thought gets you nice and wet, I'd love juices to hit your screen, yes it is a naughty ask but a poet has to dream
THE KINKY POET