Like a humming note, In the back of my mind, It has been there, As long as I can remember, And when gone, As I walk amongst the trees, The silence is deafening… I watch the sun sinking low, Its golden rays illuminate, Leafy green and gold, Laying my hand apon the rough bark, Cold wind gnashing at my cheeks, And howling among the branches, I let it fill my lungs, Cooling my blood, Sweeping away the endless struggle, There is peace in this moment, With the smell of dried grass, And the taste of winter, I turn and walk back along the path, Thinking… one day… maybe…. I will share this.. With someone I love.. And there will be two sets of footprints, In the dust, Untill the wind blows, And leaves us, With only memory.
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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So pretty, perfection ♥️
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Thank you, 😊
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Really beautiful writing
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The world is a beautiful place if you happen to notice.😏 glad you enjoyed it.
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Welcome
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