KINKY POETRY
Summoning A Genie
Come hither
don’t dither,
I’m a giver
I desire to make you wither.
Slowly I will beckon
my fingers a weapon,
this session
will be a lesson.
I will learn
what you yearn,
what makes you squirm
what makes your mind turn.
Bodies entwined
pleasure divined,
my movements aligned
pleasure enshrined.
Removing your bikini
summoning a genie,
it will be steamy
a sensual Houdini.
Come hither
don’t dither,
I’m a giver
I desire to make you wither.
Slowly I will beckon
my fingers a weapon,
this session
will be a lesson.
I will learn
what you yearn,
what makes you squirm
what makes your mind turn.
Bodies entwined
pleasure divined,
my movements aligned
pleasure enshrined.
Removing your bikini
summoning a genie,
it will be steamy
a sensual Houdini.
From Kink, Volume 3