Some late night loving
Though it's been a while now, you're still always on my mind, you pop into my brain at quiet times, often it is of the kinky kind
You are sometimes in my Dungeon, where it's quiet damp and dark, it's where we play kinky games, it's where my imagination likes to spark
Maybe I'll have you in a pretty dress, in your collar we can take a walk, your eyes fixed firmly on the floor, awaiting my permission when to talk
In my thoughts your naked, laying on a bed you're all alone, I'm moving around you in my chair taking naughty pictures with my phone
Every thought I have of you, inspires me to dream and write, I can't wait to lay my head down later, I hope you'll visit me tonight
Creep into my mind tonight, use my body like a kinky toy, take me for your pleasure, never doubt I am your poet boy
So though it's been a while now, that I've been broken paralyzed in my bed, but I have you to give me late night loving, though it just happens in my head
THE KINKY POET