
A Dominant Gives Their Submissive Leadership Through The Storms Of Life
Been there. Done that. Twice in one night. 🤣

A Dominant Gives Their Submissive Leadership Through The Storms Of Life
Been there. Done that. Twice in one night. 🤣

“When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.”
— E.M. Forster
He did. He wasn’t. Neither was I.

“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.”
— Graham Greene, Ways Of Escape

You were cold, bereft; a star setting under indifferent waves
Soon to be consumed by saltwater and night
But don’t give in, my disappearing one:
I’m your a life-jacket, your solitude, your retreat
The hands you crave when it gets too much
So be prone, be still, be a good girl
Wash away in the tide
In time you’ll remember nothing, just this ocean-deep and solemn peace
Just this moment, just “right now”
Just you… and just me