Wet panties
Your panties get wetter has my words run around your head, I wonder if you'll think of me when you're in your bed
Will my stanzas get to you, will they hit that magic spot, will you want to touch yourself or play with the sex toys you may have got
Words sent across the void, to make you squirm and wiggle, I hope my lines make you blush, I hope you sigh and giggle
I'd love to pull your panties off and put them in a special place, so I could play with them and smell you like we were face to face
I want to bring you pleasure of the most sexual kind, with honey wrapped in naughtiness to keep inside your mind
I want to write poems that you'd want kept on your phone, so you can give yourself a kinky thrill when you're on your own
Well I can only write my lines and hope they get your panties wet, I hope they do because there's more to come soon, they're be naughtier ones I bet
THE KINKY POET