Getting lost

Poetry 1 Minute

Sparkling with joy,

Shining pools of sorrow,

Filled with color,

Drawing me deeper,

Past the flecks of green,

And amber,

Into hazel depths,

Reflecting beauty,

From within,

Windows to the soul,

Some say,

But to me,

An endless sea,

Swimming in the depths,

Of luminescent emotion,

Wrapping around me,

Holding me under,

I am lost,

Uncaring,

If I find my way,

Content,

To wander,

In your eyes.

-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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