Caged

sirhanz Bdsm October 13, 2019October 13, 2019 1 Minute

When I am shut and hidden,
You stride through my mind unbidden,
Walking through locked doors,
As if they where smoke and shadow…

From gentle hand or moistened lips,
Day by day you feed the beast,
It is gets stronger.. more itself,
Demanding to be released…

Any scrap or morsel,
Sustaining its desire,
Can you endure its touch?
Can you tame his raging fire?

Will you lay before it,
Or force it to its knees,
Will you ride as one,
Only you hold the keys…

Within his lonely cell,
He paces at the gate,
Waiting to rebel,
Against his captive fate,

Beware his eyes of passion,
Unless you crave his painful maw,
He will use you in his fashion,
And leave you brused and raw,

You tempt him with your skin,
Out of reach just past the bars,
He’s howling to begin,
And taste your beautiful scars.

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 View all posts by sirhanz

Published October 13, 2019October 13, 2019