Voyeur in my own poems
I feel like a
Voyeur in my own poems
Watchin myself fuckin you
And gettin fucked by you
Like a mental porn video...
It's poetic, explicit...
It's not for work...
I see myself makin love to
A man who enjoys suckin my titties...
Each stanze i paint words
Into wet dreams,
Inappropriate delusions
You can say my hairy pussy
Writes verses...unspoken
But only eyes can read...
Only one phallus
Gets stiff in a pants
Or boxer it will stands up
Tall searchin for a sweet box
To fill in...to tap a gspot
Only to make a woman cum...
I wanna cum
Honestly
I wanna be ripe and fresh
Feel wanted and needed
In no hesitation...
You do know Poets
Have sexual needs
Unforgotten...
We're Voyeurs ourselves
Peekin into our imaginary bedrooms
Where we look at our naked bodies
And our lover's
Rotatin under the sheets...
For me
These are the poems
For my man so he want himself
Strokin my hairy pussy in his
Dirty thoughts while cock grows
Stone...
I'm a freak and virgin
I do desire to fuck a man
And he fucks me as well...
We're grown
We do a lot of sex talks
And for me
I do a lot of sex Writes...
No shame
Raw truth
I'm not holdin my pen back...
Cravings, hot imagination on paper
Let's say
I'm watchin porn
In my head and
My man poundin my pussy
Raw, and roughly
Hearin myself scream
Picturin my titties suck by a gentleman's mouth....
I do need lovin
Hardcore lovin
Everyday between
Breaks...I wanna feel
Thrust...
It's why I can be a Voyeur
In my own poems...
Seein me in my head
Gettin pump hard like a roller-coaster....
🍆🍭🐻🐇💕🫶🏾❤️😍💋©️ Kai C. 1-20-26
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