Through the bars
Laying quietly on my blanket there's not much room inside my cage, but it's a comfy place to rest my head when I'm full of sexual rage
Left in here for hours My desires go wild and begin to grow, I watch you tease me through the bars, I'm excited by your show
You sit right in front of me you stroke your body through red lace, I'm mesmerized by you in lingerie I have the look of hunger on my face
You move in close but still out of reach, you are such a kinky tease, you dangle the keys to my freedom in my face, now I'm begging on my knees
No matter how I beg nothing happens, you never listen to any type plea, I'm stuck in here at your mercy knowing only you can set me free
My ravenous hunger is now set on full alert, I watch everything you do, my mind is now full of all the things I'm going to do once I get to you
Finally you turn the key at last my sexual beast is free, you simply go and lay on the bed your body now belongs to me
THE KINKY POET