Wishful writes
Somewhere out in the universe I pray that she is there, that certain sort of someone with whom my dreams I'll share
Someone to connect with a special person to call my own, one that I can dream about and write poetry for when I am alone
Someone who feels my words, can feel me touching their precious skin, someone to share secrets with about my thoughts on sin
Someone who feels my kisses, brushing against their pouted lips, one who can feel me lapping at their Rose, drinking their juice in little sips
The someone who reads my poetry and let's out some sensual sighs, a girl who when she reads my stuff gets damp between her thighs
Is there such a lady or am I destined to be always on my own, laying in my empty bed writing wishful poems on my phone
So I'll write another wishful poem, i hope it finds it way to the girl of whom I dream, then it will bring her here to me so at last I would have found my Queen
THE KINKY POET
