Disillusioned that the fantasy does not meet the reality
It was all in my head the submission I wanted to see
The fact that I’d barely even scratched the surface of
The wants and needs that felt like an ache
Are persistent reminders that
There’s more than just me involved in a dynamic
The true meaning of that word which seems to be ignored
No change or progress to account for
Many have reached out to control, fuck, and mindfuck
What’s the point of a conversation if every vulnerability that has been interrogated is picked over to find what matches your libido?
Three questions in and my submission is demanded
I still look forward to the journey
A slow progression to understand and experience what I’ve always dreamed of
A true dynamic in every sense of the word