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A moment and then another

I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.

I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.

I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.

I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
2 years ago. October 22, 2022 at 8:54 PM

I find it hard to define many things let alone myself. I get tired of labels and descriptions. I speak visual so here as a description of me in picture form.

I like to hide and I love my fantasy worlds

 

I'm an animal, I play, I dress up and I love wearing boots

 

So cool, so nerdy and I could live in water

 

I play with my body and stare into space like this

 

All kinds of yes

 

I love me a good game of the mind

 

I paint and I make a good canvas

 

The tension, I love tension

 

Life, mmm, give it to me 

The Kinky Poet​(other male) - Super hot share
Love and light T.K.P xx
2 years ago

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