Poetry, Kink Volume Two, erotic poetry Z.P. Phillips Poetry, Kink Volume Two, erotic poetry Z.P. Phillips

Nightmares & Fantasies

I am
The intersection
Between your nightmares
And fantasies

Punishing you
With the pleasure
You thought you wanted

Pleasing you
With the pains
You never imagined

I am
Too much
Of a good thing
And
Not enough of a bad

Excessive desires
Fulfilled
Scant nourishments
Withheld

Far too much
Of what you want
Not nearly enough
Of what you need

An attractive horror show
Filled
With the bastard children
Of
Ecstasy and terror

 

I am
The intersection
Between your nightmares
And fantasies

Punishing you
With the pleasure
You thought you wanted

Pleasing you
With the pains
You never imagined

I am
Too much
Of a good thing
And
Not enough of a bad

Excessive desires
Fulfilled
Scant nourishments
Withheld

Far too much
Of what you want
Not nearly enough
Of what you need

An attractive horror show
Filled
With the bastard children
Of
Ecstasy and terror


 
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Use Your Words

If you want something,
Ask for it.
Explicitly state your desire.
Get specific.

Tell me exactly what
You hope I will do to you.
Tell me exactly why
You want me to do it.
Tell me exactly
How it will make you feel.

I command you
To speak.
To express everything.
To use your words.

Any pleasure
You receive today
Must first come
From your mouth.
Only then
Will I consider giving it to you.

 

If you want something,
Ask for it.
Explicitly state your desire.
Get specific.

Tell me exactly what
You hope I will do to you.
Tell me exactly why
You want me to do it.
Tell me exactly
How it will make you feel.

I command you
To speak.
To express everything.
To use your words.

Any pleasure
You receive today
Must first come
From your mouth.
Only then
Will I consider giving it to you.


 
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The Wolf & The Cat

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride

 

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride


 
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My Little Kinker Bell

My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’

 

My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’


 
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In Harmony

It’s not the act I crave.

It’s the connection,
the emotionality,
the play,
the game,
the flow,
the process,
the growth,
the intimacy,
the learning.

About yourself,
in harmony
with another.

A union
of flesh
and spirit.

A meeting of minds,
through movement of bodies.

Together.

 

It’s not the act I crave.

It’s the connection,
the emotionality,
the play,
the game,
the flow,
the process,
the growth,
the intimacy,
the learning.

About yourself,
in harmony
with another.

A union
of flesh
and spirit.

A meeting of minds,
through movement of bodies.

Together.


 
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Lilith #2

He made her to tempt
He made her to please
He made her to make
All men beg on their knees

She fulfilled his designs
And took them further
Through the lust of kings
She inspired mass murder

Beside every great man
She stood and waited
Learning their souls
Ensuring their desire never abated

He tasked her with glory
She obtained it and more
Returning to his lair
Acting the whore

He knew her ploy
But was powerless to resist
His realm became hers
Hell held in the palm of her fist

She took off his clothes
She took off his brand
She took off his collar
And gave him her line in the sand

Now I am the master
Of everything yours
You will call me mistress
And serve me on all fours

 

He made her to tempt
He made her to please
He made her to make
All men beg on their knees

She fulfilled his designs
And took them further
Through the lust of kings
She inspired mass murder

Beside every great man
She stood and waited
Learning their souls
Ensuring their desire never abated

He tasked her with glory
She obtained it and more
Returning to his lair
Acting the whore

He knew her ploy
But was powerless to resist
His realm became hers
Hell held in the palm of her fist

She took off his clothes
She took off his brand
She took off his collar
And gave him her line in the sand

Now I am the master
Of everything yours
You will call me mistress
And serve me on all fours


 
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exposed

her body
art
in its own right
yet so much more
than merely well shaped
flesh
for her body
inspired the expression of her soul
lines 
upon paper
lines 
exposing that very same body
to the world
and in turn
to herself

 

her body
art
in its own right
yet so much more
than merely well shaped
flesh
for her body
inspired the expression of her soul
lines 
upon paper
lines 
exposing that very same body
to the world
and in turn
to herself


 
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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




 
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Put On This Mask

planned sex is bad sex
but no sex is worse
so lay next to me baby
let’s throw off this curse

spontaneity is great
and passion the ideal
so lay beside me baby
and together let’s feel

put on this mask
pretend to be who you are not
see anew through the veil
and embody what you forgot

pose sway
move and play
preen ascend
and begin again

lose yourself in the moment
join me in this dance
a mask to cover the past
to give this moment a chance

grind upon my fingers
sit yourself upon my face
lay beside me baby
assume your rightful place

allow yourself to release
to do what you scarcely dared
behind that mask
you can lay it all bared

mind body and soul
let’s embrace it all
softly on the bed
then pinned against the wall

so cover your face
with lacy attire
lets play together
and reveal your desire

 

planned sex is bad sex
but no sex is worse
so lay next to me baby
let’s throw off this curse

spontaneity is great
and passion the ideal
so lay beside me baby
and together let’s feel

put on this mask
pretend to be who you are not
see anew through the veil
and embody what you forgot

pose sway
move and play
preen ascend
and begin again

lose yourself in the moment
join me in this dance
a mask to cover the past
to give this moment a chance

grind upon my fingers
sit yourself upon my face
lay beside me baby
assume your rightful place

allow yourself to release
to do what you scarcely dared
behind that mask
you can lay it all bared

mind body and soul
let’s embrace it all
softly on the bed
then pinned against the wall

so cover your face
with lacy attire
lets play together
and reveal your desire


 
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Sexy Shakespeare

I’m
a word slut,
the thoughts come
so I write smut.

Sometimes tasteful
often not,
would you look at that
I’m a rhyme thot.

Puns
intended,
verbs
bended.

Always
offending,
to give
a happy ending.

I’m
top tier,
a
sexy Shakespeare.

Writing
erotica
for 
the lot of ya!

 

I’m
a word slut,
the thoughts come
so I write smut.

Sometimes tasteful
often not,
would you look at that
I’m a rhyme thot.

Puns
intended,
verbs
bended.

Always
offending,
to give
a happy ending.

I’m
top tier,
a
sexy Shakespeare.

Writing
erotica
for 
the lot of ya!


 
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Like The Reading Of A Book

a glance
not stolen
but rather
chanced

a smile
not coy
but given
in advance

a touch
so subtle
a petal
it would not break

a love
so pure
the ground
it could shake

an intentional nod
a slight
bite
on your lower lip

moving her
hair back
a neck caressed
by soft fingertips

a glass of wine
given
the sharing
of a look

a soft silent
knowing
like the reading
of a book

 

a glance
not stolen
but rather
chanced

a smile
not coy
but given
in advance

a touch
so subtle
a petal
it would not break

a love
so pure
the ground
it could shake

an intentional nod
a slight
bite
on your lower lip

moving her
hair back
a neck caressed
by soft fingertips

a glass of wine
given
the sharing
of a look

a soft silent
knowing
like the reading
of a book


 
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Cover My Eyes

Cover my eyes
Make it a surprise
I’m your prize
Use your ties
Restrict my thighs
Accept no compromise
We’re pleasure allies
Please, let’s harmonise
Don’t leave me to agonise
I want you at full size
I’ll sit on your rise
With a dominant guise
You’ll be my demise
Drawing forth my good cries

 

Cover my eyes
Make it a surprise
I’m your prize
Use your ties
Restrict my thighs
Accept no compromise
We’re pleasure allies
Please, let’s harmonise
Don’t leave me to agonise
I want you at full size
I’ll sit on your rise
With a dominant guise
You’ll be my demise
Drawing forth my good cries


 
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What Must I Do?

What must I do
To prove my worth to you?

Is the only way I can please
When I am down on my knees?

Do I offer you no more
Than my body writhing on the floor?

If I had it my way
You’d occasionally ask about my day

You’d remember the important dates
And introduce me to your mates

You take me out for movies and food
Before expecting me to get nude

I tried to tell you this
But you only heard my kiss

So I write it here to let you know
That I am just about to go

That I value myself
That perhaps you need someone else

That I love you
But not what we currently do

That I know what I am worth
And it’s far more than just a hole for your girth

 

What must I do
To prove my worth to you?

Is the only way I can please
When I am down on my knees?

Do I offer you no more
Than my body writhing on the floor?

If I had it my way
You’d occasionally ask about my day

You’d remember the important dates
And introduce me to your mates

You take me out for movies and food
Before expecting me to get nude

I tried to tell you this
But you only heard my kiss

So I write it here to let you know
That I am just about to go

That I value myself
That perhaps you need someone else

That I love you
But not what we currently do

That I know what I am worth
And it’s far more than just a hole for your girth


 
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