Breathe

Closing my eyes to feel the wind,
Breathing deep the humid air after the rain,
Feeling the ache with every breath,
The sweet burn of hot coals,
Trapped within my breast,
Words simmer apon the page,
Inviting,
Offering to end my torment,
As I cling to the shreds,
Of a used heart,
Grasping tight the sweet longing,
That invades my dreams,
And squeezes words from my mind,
To be thrown like gossamer threads,
Into the world,
In the hope that one line.. one verse,
May grace your tounge,
And speak of love,
That you may know I am here,
Slowly drowning in your desire,
Unable to breathe,
The air of life,
Lest is pass from your lips,
To mine.

Best wishes -SirHanz

The end of September

Well folks, the month is comeing to a close and the next is about to begin.  It has been a busy month. A lot of work, injury, slow recovery,  joy and worry. My uncle survived his cancer treatment and is slowly recovering.  And one of his daughters got married a few days ago.
 I completed some projects and started others. Including buying a new musical instrument.  It should arrive today or tomorrow most likely.  When I was a young child I was in a music class and we had to learn an instrument.  I chose the cello. It was only for a month but I practiced whenever I had the chance. I just love the soft deep tones that the cello produces.  At the end of the month i had to return the cello and go on to other things. But I had learned to love the sound and that stayed with me throughout my life. A few days ago I won an auction for an electric cello.
 I have always dreamed of playing again but never had the time or money.  I still dont have a lot of time but I look forward to practicing with a bit of the time I have.
 S seems to be a lot more stable mentally now that she is working and we are slowly getting her up on her feet. She is still not to the point of complete independence but at least she is putting in the work to move forward along that path.
 And I? I have found someone I really like. We can’t be together yet due to circumstance. But I am patient and I can wait. Some things are just worth waiting for. And when you find something or someone you adore time means little. It will just make our eventual meeting all the sweeter. She understands me in ways I didnt think anyone ever could. And she inspires me to create which in itself is a feeling I charish.  As with all things, time will tell if this is the destiny the fates have woven. But I sincerely hope that it is. She is beautiful,  kind, and as kinky as I am. I know I am not worthy of her. But I will try to be.
 And cookie? He is my constant happy little monster.  This morning he woke me up at 6am licking my face. A vary cute thing to wake up to. His winter coat has started to grow out so he is even more fluffy and soft than usual.
 Well… my morning tea is done and it’s almost time to start getting ready for work. October is just around the corner and there is much to do.

Best wishes  -SirHanz

Walking at night

I walked beneath the diamond stars,
Silent footfalls muffled by passing cars,
Droplets of liquid darkness fall from passing cloud,
Their striking in the stillness loud,
The midnight wind cools wet skin,
Owl and coyote as we walk we are kin,
Invisible currents show me where to go,
Guiding me onward through the flow,
Untill at last I reach my home,
And sit on my porch all alone,
Filling my thoughts with beauty and thee,
The scent of rain.. grass.. and tree,
Mixing with my dreams of you,
As I wonder if you feel this too.

Shiver

A shiver of lust,
Growing stronger,
Throbbing with heat,
Griped tightly,
Compelled deeper,
Gasping breath,
Warmth of lips,
Sensuous tounge,
Teeth nipping,
At her ear,
Fingertips sinking in,
To the soft flesh,
Of her breast,
Harder,
Rumbling growl,
Nails digging,
Leaving fire,
In lines,
Down my back,
Faster,
Pleasure building,
Fingers tangled in hair,
Head forced back,
Neck exposed,
Mouth devouring,
Soft skin,
Gush of ecstasy,
Crying out,
Trembling thighs,
Holding my waist,
Penetrating eyes,
Demanding more,
Lips stealing breath,
Sweat slicked chest,
Pressed to mine,
Arms clenched,
Holding her close,
Grinding hips,
Solicitating moans,
Closer,
Pushed back,
Pressed down,
Imploring passion,
Commanding release,
Rideing frantically,
Back arched,
Vision blurred,
Explosive climax,
Drawing her slowly down,
The scent of vanilla,
Mingled with sex,
She whispers,
“Now make me a snack.”

Best wishes -SirHanz

Hello me.

She is me,
But not i,
The same,
Though not quite,
We are,
Each of us,
The distorted reflection,
Of the other,
We see ourselves,
Same desires,
Same passions,
Magnetic attraction,
Shattered souls,
Each holding,
In loveing hands,
The broken peaces,
The other is missing.

Growing closer

A whisper of your voice,
Carried on the breeze,
From distant leagues,
Brings me gentle affection,
Your smile,
Caught in frozen light,
Eyes haunted,
With loves reflection,
Words of passion,
Scattered like jewels,
Reckless and wild,
Inspireing lust and devotion,
Anticipation greets me,
As I wake every day,
Looking forward to seeing you,
Filling me with emotion,
Days pass us by,
Each one not a burden,
Because every time I sleep,
I am one day closer,
To your embrace.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Leaf

Expextations of emptiness,
Words like anvils,
Fall heavy,
Brused lips,
From holding them back,
A testament,
Of love,
Sadness boiling,
Even as hands toil,
Cannibalistic fear,
Threatening to devour,
Confidence,
Then everything stops,
As a falling leaf,
Catches fading light,
And turns to brilliant gold,
An entrancing reminder,
Of the amazing beauty,
Scattered,
Hidden,
Waiting to be found,
Forgotten peace,
Once again descends,
And for a moment,
A breath,
Your heart is free,
And once again,
Filled with hope.

Best wishes  -SirHanz

Anxiety and bdsm

Welcome back to the bdsm portion of my blog. For those of you just here for the poetry… read it anyway!  You may learn something!
 
Anxiety… we all know it. And we all handle it in different ways. But if your a submissive.. there are more options than xanax.  The endorphins released during an intensive play session or depending on the submissive… even a just a bit of impact play can do a lot for the alleviation of anxiety.  This is often a case of not what you want… but what you need. And a good dominant will recognize the warning signs of building anxiety and work to head it off before it gets too bad.
 But there will always be times when ether the dominant cant be there or for some reason is unaware of the submissives mental state. Its times like these when the sub is tested in not only their ability to communicate under duress but their ability to submit when their dominant is not present.
 Let’s look at anxiety and its different forms. Low level anxiety is the kind you get when picking out cloaths for a first date. Or the little bit of stage fright when talking to a large crowd.  This kind of low level anxiety is fairly common and easy to manage.  In a bdsm dynamic some simple words of encouragement or a kind gesture can often elevate this type of anxiety.  Mid level anxiety it what you may feel when your in a car wreck or just got arrested. Some people struggle with this kind of anxiety over simple (to the rest of us) decisions.  Like what to have for dinner. Or what to wear. Haveing a dominant that can step in and make those decisions for them can give them a lot of peace of mind.  Not only that they dont have to make the choice, but also the knowledge that if their anxiety starts to climb in the future the dom will be there to help. High level anxiety is a different beast all together.  It can range from panic attacks to full blown inability to function on the most basic levels. This is usually a byproduct of trauma of some kind.  Bdsm should never be used as a treatment for this kind of anxiety.  However.. in combination with therapy,  possibly medication,  and other mental health tools… it can be an effective way to supplement that treatment.  The mental health tools will help a submissive reduce the high anxiety to mid or low anxiety and the endorphins released through play may help further reduce their stress. 
 As with most things in bdsm communication is essential.  If dropping your submissive into subspace can help hold off a panic attack then that’s something the submissive needs to communicate.  If as a dom your not shure how a sub will react if you try to help alleviate anxiety with play, you could do harm instead of good. Many submissives deal with anxiety.  Talk to them and find out what they know helps. And if they are not shure if something will help or not.. go slow. Baby steps. And constantly monitor and check in with them to find out if it is helping or makeing things worse.
 Now let’s look at what you can do for a full blown panic attack.  It will vary person to person but the skills a dom uses in aftercare are often vary effective in helping someone suffering from a panic attack.  If possible talk to them and find out what they need in times like that well before it becomes necessary.  And if they dont know then treat it like aftercare for an intence impact session.  The idea is to refocus the mind away from what is causing the panic and onto something else. Anything you can do to help them focus on what they are seeing, hearing, feeling, tasteing.. will help draw the mind away from the panic. Unless you have experience with this I recommend only doing what the submissive asks or has asked of you. For some any kind of physical touch may only make the panic worse,  some it will help. So be careful and know the sub well enough to be able to tell if something is helpful.
 So to wrap up… anxiety is a bitch. We all get it. Some get it for reasons others dont. Bdsm or impact play can help some people.  But it’s not a cure, it’s a bandage.  It’s more important to get the submissive to work on the cause of the anxiety than to just manage it. But if they are or have worked on it and still struggle with anxiety then it can give a needed break from those feelings. Help them refocus, and allow them to think clearly enough to be able to deal with the stress in a healthy way. And that’s what this is all about. Finding healthy ways to deal with anxiety that make the submissive feel connected and cared for.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Message

I’m sending a message,

Its written in stone,

Telling you..
Not to..
give up..
hope,

That your not alone….

I’m sending a message,

Its written on air,

A blessing..
Caressing..
The beautiful…
Scars,

Apon skin laid bare,

I’m sending a message,

Its written in fire,

Wanting you..
Fall into..
Tangled…
Embrace,

Thirst for your desire,

I’m sending a message,

Its written in rain,

Quiet bliss..
Loveing kiss..
Resting…
Entwined,

In hearts peaceful refrain.

Best wishes  -SirHanz