Kinky things by Ron
I've got a great desire, it's blazing like a huge wild fire, just laying with you on my mind, my manhood growing higher
My mind thinking dirty thoughts, I imagine you naked on your bed, you are not watching TV but reading kinky poetry instead
One hand on your mobile phone, the other stroking your gorgeous skin, playing with your nipples as your mind slowly turns to sin
Your fingers plunged into your Rose, it's hard now to hold your phone steady, you can feel your orgasm building, your pussy's nearly ready
The phone goes down next to you, you reach for your favourite toy, as you begin to fuck yourself, do you wish it was your poet boy
Do you wish your hands were mine, this poet is wishing the same, separated by a million miles, can we share a kinky game
In my bed you're on my mind, I imagine you are mine, if I dream of you tonight, in the morning, I write it down in rhyme
I'll send it across the void, so if you need to get turned on, just get naked and grab your phone and read kinky things by Ron
THE KINKY POET
