Wavelength

 Wavelength

Do you have dirty dreams, when once you've read my write, do you dream of me fucking you hard and fast, when it's late at night

I wonder what you'd make me do, if you were in control, would I rough or gentle, would I treat you like some cheap sex doll

Would we take things nice and slow, if you controlled the pace, or would we pound in a frenzied fuck, like it was some first to cum sex race

Would you have me tie you down, perhaps hang you from a hook, maybe you'd put on a kinky sex show and all I could do was look

Would you have me spank you, put a flogger to your skin, paddle you or use my hand what would be your choice of painful sin

I know if I was in charge of this dream, you'd be wearing soft Red Lace, perhaps you'd choose to wear Red lace too and put a smile across my face

I wonder if my poems and your dreams would be almost the same, do we share the same kinky tastes, do we have the same sexual aim

My words are sent to inspire you, to spark kinky thoughts and dreams, I think we're on the same wavelength, at least that's how it seems

Ron