Ignite my fire
A sexual lust, a hunger, a ravenous need, any word will do, all these things come to mind when I think of you
A fire starts down deep inside of me, it runs through every vien, then you're all I can think about, you occupy my brain
I imagine you in role play outfits, we are playing kinky games, maybe you're tied down to my bed and I'm calling you dirty kinky names
Sometimes it's a romantic thought, like we're picnicking in a meadow full of flowers, or I've got you across my desk and I'm pounding you for hours
Black leather dress, high heel boots and a whip you are the one who calls the shots, pain made in my fantasies, I love it lots and lots
You spread legs opened wide my head nipping up your thighs, you screaming my name out loud or letting out some pleasured sighs
So many ways to describe how I feel about you, so what do I call this great desire, lust, want, a sexual need, who cares all I know is you ignite my fire
THE KINKY POET