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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. March 3, 2023 at 12:48 AM

My stumbling experience, a collection

Of dark night, bright lights, broken dreams and sweet desire

Layed out bare to scavenge, ponder, release and grieve

 

Trying ever so hard to be light, 

Until I sink and drown in my own weighted mind

To fall restlessly into darkness,

Only to find what I'm so fearful of, my greatest power and beauty -

 

To my Dark Heart, ever deeper surrender.

 

 

 

William Griffin​(dom male) - These words really feel familiar.
2 years ago

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