Ticket master
My body starts to really tingle, when I know you're near, it builds in anticipation for the moment that you're here
It fills with desire, I'm so hungry to feel your sensual touch, I'm ravenous for your body, I just cannot have too much
My eyes grow wider, I strain my ears to catch your sound, I wish I could keep you captive, just have you tied and bound
Then at last I spot you, my first glimpse of your gorgeous face, even though we're on a packed commuter train, it's just us in this place
My eyes dive to the floor, I feel my cheeks blushing to a rosey red, to you I may look innocent but if you knew what's in my head
I feel my nipples harden in my blouse, I know down below I'm getting wet, I try to maintain my composure as he hasn't spoken yet
Then he asks the question, do I have my ticket for this ride, I show him my travel card and get excited deep inside
As he carries on checking tickets already deep inside my brain, I'm thinking of tomorrow's ride and when he'll ask me once again
THE KINKY POET