This black labyrinth of my mind, Echoing with your words, Phrases that bind, My desiccated heart, Crumbleing walls so carefully built, Torn down and ripped apart, Twist and turning through memory, A pact with a monster, The song a dreadful harmony, Of personal tragedy, So please… tell me.. As fate binds us in beauty, Hateing the pain, Wanting our time again, Diving headlong, Into this sea of shadows, Can we be strong, When the blood, Form life so stark, Looks black in the dark, Hands lock skin to skin, We can finally breathe, The whisperd sin, Free to live with the hunger, Becoming ouroboros, As we devour, Twin souls, Learning to live, Desiring to give, And embrace who we are, Without holding back, Following the star, Behind your eyes, Into your arms.
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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