KINKY POETRY
I crave
i crave
the distraction
that comes
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me
when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will
on my neck
on my body
on my soul
our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined
i invite you in
take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release
i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body
please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together
all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back
to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you
i crave
the distraction
that comes
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me
when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will
on my neck
on my body
on my soul
our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined
i invite you in
take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release
i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body
please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together
all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back
to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you
From Kink, Volume 3
Mine
One hand
around your throat,
the other
inside you,
as I stare
into your eyes
and pin you
against my bedroom wall
growling the words,
“Tonight, you are all mine.”
One hand
around your throat,
the other
inside you,
as I stare
into your eyes
and pin you
against my bedroom wall
growling the words,
“Tonight, you are all mine.”
From Kink, Volume 3
i can be explicit
i can be explicit
and solicit
but only if you are complicit
expose yourself
and i’ll kiss it
move your body to elicit
lust
implicit
thoughts that disinhibit
i want you
anything less is insufficient
let’s make memories together
pleasure reminiscent
mouth and tongue proficient
swallow deeply
no limit
thank the gods
for a body capable of such spirit…
i can be explicit
i can be explicit
and solicit
but only if you are complicit
expose yourself
and i’ll kiss it
move your body to elicit
lust
implicit
thoughts that disinhibit
i want you
anything less is insufficient
let’s make memories together
pleasure reminiscent
mouth and tongue proficient
swallow deeply
no limit
thank the gods
for a body capable of such spirit…
i can be explicit
From Kink, Volume 3
a pleasure paradox
your voice
speaking my words
your body
moving my mind
a gift
given as much as taken
i’m stroking myself
whilst stroking my ego
whilst thinking of a lady
whose thinking of me
whilst stroking herself
sharing it with me
because it will stroke her ego
a pleasure paradox
a fractal of fun
a sensorium of sex
your voice
speaking my words
your body
moving my mind
a gift
given as much as taken
i’m stroking myself
whilst stroking my ego
whilst thinking of a lady
whose thinking of me
whilst stroking herself
sharing it with me
because it will stroke her ego
a pleasure paradox
a fractal of fun
a sensorium of sex
From Kink, Volume 3
just a tease
just a tease
a quick flash
from a cute squeeze
just a look
will have you
on your knees
begging to be granted the keys
to seize her body
to ease yourself in slowly
by degrees
then faster
until that glorious time freeze
pleasure
oh geez!
just a tease
a quick flash
from a cute squeeze
just a look
will have you
on your knees
begging to be granted the keys
to seize her body
to ease yourself in slowly
by degrees
then faster
until that glorious time freeze
pleasure
oh geez!
From Kink, Volume 3
She Wanted Me
She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more
She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired
She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind
She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole
She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more
She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired
She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind
She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole
From Kink, Volume 2
Poetry Is Like Sex
R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.
R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.
Poetry is like sex,
just like you shouldn’t always write between the lines,
you shouldn’t always stay between the sheets.
Be bold.
Expose yourself fully and embrace the vulnerability that comes with total surrender to the moment,
with total expression of the soul.
Drink in their body with your gaze.
Running your eyes over every inch,
reading every word
and savoring every syllable.
Then read it all again,
looking for meaning between the lines,
finding joy inside the words.
Write with your tongue;
treating their body as your page.
Don’t stop writing until the page makes you to turn it over,
and begs for you to write some more.
Oblige it.
Fill it completely.
Write until your hand is cramping.
Write until the page is shaking.
Write until you are sweating from the exertion of pure artistic expression.
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3
Lips Like Velvet
Your shape
Is
Hypnotizing
Perfect symmetry
Complimented by
Perfect imperfection
An hourglass
That stops time
To all who can see
A device
Of pure
Synchronicity
Its dimensions forged
By the hands
Of a master craftsman
Eyes like oceans
Lips like velvet
Hair like a waterfall
Skin as soft
As a flower
Just bloomed
Your shape
Is
Hypnotizing
Perfect symmetry
Complimented by
Perfect imperfection
An hourglass
That stops time
To all who can see
A device
Of pure
Synchronicity
Its dimensions forged
By the hands
Of a master craftsman
Eyes like oceans
Lips like velvet
Hair like a waterfall
Skin as soft
As a flower
Just bloomed
From Kink, Volume 2