Comeing home, Sun dips below horizon, Violet sky leads me onward, Tired eyes reflecting last light, Breathe in beauty, Even as pained steps, And sore legs, Take me, Finally, From the cold.
Sorry I have not posted much lately. Working on a new building at work has been kicking my ass. I come home most days and just want to faceplant before muscles start to scream at me “whyyyyyyy!?”
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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That is one epic photo!! Oh, and your words are not too bad either! 😉🖤
That is one epic photo!! Oh, and your words are not too bad either! 😉🖤
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I love the imagery in this!
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Thanks. That was basically my evening in a nustshell lol.
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