A man is apart,
Gratification delayed,
Indulgences tucked
Into a pocket
For safe keeping,
All the candied softness,
Sweet and begging,
Yet still I rise,
The smell of your skin,
Lingers and eases
The burden,
Fur bearing the trail of
Your lips,
There are battlefields
Within
Without
But kiss me into life,
Bloom with my authority,
And the time held in abeyance
Will not be spent
On empty martyrdom
But the gleeful celebration
Of a king, a warrior, a magician,
A lover coming to claim
What I’ve witheld
Even from myself.
MB Blissett 
Oh my this is wonderful. Harnessed control released for ultimate perfection pleasure. You, sir, paint a glorious picture.
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Oh no one calls me ‘sir’ unless it’s followed by ‘you’re making a scene’.Control of oneself is important, disparaged by a lot of society and media but it’s important and valuable for a man to maintain. I’m capable of vulnerability but it has to be earned and I’ve no interest in crying or soliciting pity to get on a hierarchy of vulnerability. My emotions go into and come from my art, which you get and appreciate. Your comments make my day, thank you
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I agree, society does seem to frown on patience and self-control and yes they are both very important. I really appreciate your response. Lends even more depth to your art.
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I like to let the work speak for itself over leading anyone to a particular conclusion but I appreciate the observation.
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