Something special
You turn up at the department store, you ask the clerk where's ladies lingerie, she stops what's she's doing and say please follow me this way
Soon you're surrounded by lingerie there's so many colours and different styles, the rack of bra's and panties was enormous it stretches for miles and miles
Then they had baby dolls to wear when your in your bed, they're cute but not what you had in mind, you've something special in your head
Soft silk and satin, you wondered how they'd feel upon your skin, PVC and leather for that playful night of sin
Strapless bra's with panties to match, you don't like the look of a tiny thong, you know in the throws of passion, they wouldn't last very long
Finally you arrive at what you've been looking for, lingerie made of the softest lace, you run your hands across them and a smile grows upon your face
Now this is what you've had in mind, when the imagr came into your head, it's delicate and pretty, let's just hope it comes in Red
THE KINKY POET
