Dream inside my head
If I had only met my dream girl, the way I was before, I'd take her until she begs to stop and then I'd give her more
There would be no mercy, I'd simply continue to have my way, I'd force myself upon her. We'd be fucking night and day
Running round room to room, every side she knows I'd use, bent over everything, I'd even let her choose
All the ropes and handcuffs, I'd even lock her up in chains, get her dressed in outfits, to role play my kinky games
Black lace lingerie that makes my wild desires spark, sex out in public. Finding a quiet spot in the park
Walk her out on her leash, watching strangers stop and stare, her with her head high, she simply doesn't care
Proud to be with me, we're honoured to share a bed, oh if only I wasn't paralyzed and this wasn't a dream inside my head
THE KINKY POET
