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The Great Wall
beyond the bedroom what is it do we have here?
an affliction for tales of fiction
cultivating addictions while caught up in
sensual late nite diction filled with confessions of wantonness.
so liberal and free thinking behind closed doors
yet a conservative prude in your day to day activities
i mean..where did all that submissiveness go?
thought i had you in captivity like an exquisite creature
you wore raw sentiments on your sleeves with such recklessness
only to hang them out to dry by the morning sun
guess it's time to say bye bye to my She-Ra
btw
i did have a great time...but seeing how
your bedroom obedience dissipated with such expedience
i had to put these reoccurring flashbacks of the experience into a
realistic context..step outta the hall of mirrors
cuz things were nowhere near as close as they seemed
maybe i got it twisted as i twisted you
inside out thinking there was a deeper connection
maybe all that intense eye contact was nothing more
than you reflecting my own ego back at me
contextualizing me as you fucked me into a pretty little box
maybe i got gassed up on how
your walls collapsed over and over and over
mesmerized by the sublime manner
in which you gave your body to me to do as i will
but in the end
the great wall remained intact
everything you admitted was so easily omitted
stricken from the record of your soul
all the sounds you made was like
a tree falling in the forest as far as your heart was concerned
an epic event that took place elsewhere
ending up as a quaint little rumor that would
bring a smirk to your face
as you sipped your morning tea
Author's note: A lesson from the 90's
Published 19th Mar 2017
| Edited 22nd Mar 2017
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Anonymous
19th Mar 2017 3:51pm
Some lessons are hard to forget but they're the best teachers, aren't they?!
I think we're all shaped by our experiences and one never truly understands why some have their walls up so high and... all things do happen for a reason.
Great deal of pain and disappointment here Naajir, much respect.
I think we're all shaped by our experiences and one never truly understands why some have their walls up so high and... all things do happen for a reason.
Great deal of pain and disappointment here Naajir, much respect.
21st Mar 2017 8:50am
yes Vee..all things do happen for a reason.. self awareness helps with the reasoning..
19th Mar 2017 4:02pm
The honesty and realness lying within this ink...I had no choice but to put it on my RL Naaj. Most ppl assume that the wall keeps them from getting hurt, but it also deflects the love in which they so-called want. Lust will only seem to resemble actual feelings for a short time until the moment everyone realizes they were looking for love and that wasn't what they received. Nice write love.
" Lust will only seem to resemble actual feelings for a short time until the moment everyone realizes they were looking for love and that wasn't what they received".. ...nail-on- the-head-ism!!!! I couldn't have said it better LT
Anonymous
19th Mar 2017 4:35pm
there's a quote i shared with a gentleman poet here ages ago that you reminded me of again...
"It took him a long, miserable time before he realized the truth of things: There is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart."
... not just gentleman bits that get confuzzled.
great write, mister, really bloody great
"It took him a long, miserable time before he realized the truth of things: There is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart."
... not just gentleman bits that get confuzzled.
great write, mister, really bloody great
21st Mar 2017 8:57am
"There is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart"... miles of difference...
Anonymous
19th Mar 2017 5:52pm
Well, hell, I reckon that lesson stuck hard. Great write!
21st Mar 2017 8:58am
Anonymous
21st Mar 2017 1:28pm
I hear that...
20th Mar 2017 6:34pm
so your words left me speechless
then left me saying to you - tell this to the muse - perhaps the years in between still have her in your thoughts.. so i guess i'll be looking forward to seeing how "what happens next" filters through your work. as always and ever - curtsy solemn bow...
pst i dare you
then left me saying to you - tell this to the muse - perhaps the years in between still have her in your thoughts.. so i guess i'll be looking forward to seeing how "what happens next" filters through your work. as always and ever - curtsy solemn bow...
pst i dare you
21st Mar 2017 8:49am
heh..you're the second person to throw the gauntlet at me in regards to this...must be providence..
22nd Mar 2017 9:17pm
perhaps you seek approval? confirmation, who knows - am sure we all get what we need or want in some else's work and interpret it perhaps differently from the intention written..who knows..adhd overdrive..
curtsy
curtsy
23rd Mar 2017 5:36pm
There is no other feeling than an I healed wound in which we think is a scar. Nothing like the first time you feel explosive chemistry and sparks...it def leaves a toll
on the heart. I agree lust is so often mistaken for the need and desire to be loved....:as well as the faint smell of anwant for some type of subconscious closure....but then it could tragically end such inspirational ink in the same breath....a this for that....bad ass ink as always.
on the heart. I agree lust is so often mistaken for the need and desire to be loved....:as well as the faint smell of anwant for some type of subconscious closure....but then it could tragically end such inspirational ink in the same breath....a this for that....bad ass ink as always.
23rd Mar 2017 5:49pm
orgasmic hallucinations realized and reconciled leaves behind the the most valued tattoos upon the soul ... the human condition is an endless one with no cure..just acceptance through the passage of time
