Stop. Calm your breath.. Slow… Now listen.. Close your eyes, Do you hear the wind? The field mouse in the grass? Leaves falling.. The crunching feet of a deer in the trees, Crows call and sparrows twitter, Slow… Your heart calms.. Smell the water from the stream, Wood smoke on the breeze, The soft scent of grass… Slow… Your thoughts pass like clouds.. Cool air chills your face and neck, Soft fabric caresses your skin, Hands are warm.. Thrust deep into pockets.. Slow… Now breathe… Fill your lungs with life.. And exhale your worries. . Slow… Feel the warmth deep in your chest, Burning ever brighter, A consuming need, Sliding through your vains like molten glass, Now open your eyes pet… And tell me.
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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Knotty Thoughts 
Beautiful 💕
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That’s lovely. Haunting. It caused me to …stop!
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Wonderful. Enjoy the peaceful moment.😏
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