beauty, love, poetry, women

Swing From The Past

All  ties to the past

Thoughts

Who we were

Last month,

Last year,

In high school

College

The most beautiful thing about life

is we can wake up

Be a new person,

It just takes effort

Let your past serve you

Instead of enslave you

Sometimes we return

But each day

We earn the chance to

Get on the swings

Kick out our legs

And push towards

Somewhere

Someone

Something

Brighter

Brand new

My hands at my back

Pushing me

Ever

Higher

 

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Sir 2.0 (NSFW)

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A science fiction/erotica series about the limits of personal freedom, desire and technology.

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ching su kisses

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The interplay exists

Energy never dying

A matter of adjustment

To what is

Over what it would be

Stood with you

Without missing my path

Offering safety

Without expectation

My attention unseen

But omniscient

Seeing the play of you

Warm

Cold

Sharp

Soft

Hard

Ching Su kisses

All of it

Just play and I will stand watch

Until you rest against me

A twinkling star

In my sky

 

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A quiet coronation

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See past it all

Diving into an ocean of self

Without getting wet

But soaked in the flow

Strength without need

Supple to the breeze

Accepting of the wind

And the glory was mine

A quiet coronation

And a kingdom to care for

Territory maintained

Secret caverns open to the invited

And so, today,

I ruled in peace

Won battles without drawing blood

Sit with me,

Share your victories today,

I will listen with

The warmest interest

Without flinching in fear

Or need

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some sublime alchemy

reviewing books

you’ve never read

dancing about architecture

how do some people

presume to judge

what they’ll never experience

people can intellectualise

but imagination can be fragile

against the roaring storm

which lives within

the burning libido

how culture speaks to a dominance

better attributed to the individual

than the group

but once you reach into

the rough, dark places

see the beast within you

and how action is the antidote

to chaos and how it chokes your

Battle cries

you see the tightly closed

lips, defeated expressions

yet still they walk

so I make eye contact

smile and nod

i see you

brother

we’re all marching somewhere

and by helping myself

i can help you

man or woman

if you recognise we are not

monsters anymore than

our capacity

to be so

but see the glory I exude

like winter sunlight

bright

hard

rapacious as your pupils

dilate before my glory

some sublime alchemy

of bad habits

being overcome

alongside positive

attitude

undiminished and honed

so a man

and all it entails

look to me

in the chaos

find me

stoic buddha

loving bear

ten feet tall

made of diamond

shining bright

like winter sunlight

bright

hard

#internationalmensday

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