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Thank you,

For calling my name,

When you wanted to run,

When it was too much,

When the pain was to real,

Thank you,

For letting it be me,

That wrapped you in my arms,

That lifted you up,

That kissed your tears,

Thank you,

For allowing yourself to rest,

For not letting go,

For letting me watch over you,

Thank you,

For calling my name.

Best wishes -SirHanz

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My path in writing, art, or poetry had always been one of seemingly contradictory things meshing to find balance.  Transporting a reader into the depths of their imagination or showing a glimpse of the world through my eyes. Inspireing new thoughts or shifting a readers view to a new perspective has always made me smile. Writing connects me to strangers and those I care about. I write as a creative outlet and as a way to share my thoughts.  Sometimes catharsis,  sometimes simply seeking to share or create beauty.  I openly write about my experiences as a dom and the kinks I enjoy. Sensuality and sexuality both find a home in my work and inspire me to write. I pour feelings onto the page like splashes of paint, throw them out into the world and for some reason people like them. It baffles me but I enjoy the hell out of it. I hope I can continue to inform, amuse, and inspire desire in you all. Best wishes  -SirHanz

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