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Anointed
What you see in me, intersects with the wilderness that lies within you as the memories we made on that dirt road leaves me lost in the depths of you.
I don't doubt my feelings for you, however, it's amusing to witness you chasing fragments of your past.
You trigger my insecurities, and I find peace within myself at the flick of a switch.
I don't want to let go, but self preservation takes precedence over sufferance.
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant.
I don’t want to compete for your love & affection as life is too short.
I want the rawness associated with an unhinged passion, primal uninhibited desires, and all the things that are unrestricted and taboo, the kind of pleasure that leaves an imprint upon my psyche, never to be forgotten.
Gasping at the brutality of your need, in the moment, knowing that a mutual release would be forthcoming as I cling to the revelation of your unspoken truths.
Yeah, that's me, in all my entirety.
There has to be truth, otherwise, we risk building an empire upon the artificial and curated.
Facades don’t appeal, or enable bonds to strengthen, and flourish.
It’s akin to building a relationship on falsity alone, and love cannot breath and flourish as it was intended.
And the things you do to me aren’t meant to be fleeting. I need your depth. I seek that, which makes me feel.
And. You, make me feel.
It’s never about impermanence as such as those that touch me below the surface, without touching me at all, have carved a space for themselves within the depths of me.
And if you so wished, it’d be easy to slip deep inside me, just past the filters to grip me exquisitely from the depth of my very being, to catalyse all that might appeal to your senses.
I think we all create such a channel, whilst seeking what we might need, to enable a nourishing arrangement.
My mind is fertile, but if you want seeds of doubt, I can plant those too. However, what’s the point in playing such games. I'm not a fan of such.
You either know what you want, or you don’t.
There can be no in between when you’re dashing off to midnight mass as I think of you, and me... and the way were tangled, m’dear anointed one.
I will always remember you & I as flesh upon flesh, breath to breath, just as we were.
https://youtu.be/4D5mYs-tzJk
I don't doubt my feelings for you, however, it's amusing to witness you chasing fragments of your past.
You trigger my insecurities, and I find peace within myself at the flick of a switch.
I don't want to let go, but self preservation takes precedence over sufferance.
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant.
I don’t want to compete for your love & affection as life is too short.
I want the rawness associated with an unhinged passion, primal uninhibited desires, and all the things that are unrestricted and taboo, the kind of pleasure that leaves an imprint upon my psyche, never to be forgotten.
Gasping at the brutality of your need, in the moment, knowing that a mutual release would be forthcoming as I cling to the revelation of your unspoken truths.
Yeah, that's me, in all my entirety.
There has to be truth, otherwise, we risk building an empire upon the artificial and curated.
Facades don’t appeal, or enable bonds to strengthen, and flourish.
It’s akin to building a relationship on falsity alone, and love cannot breath and flourish as it was intended.
And the things you do to me aren’t meant to be fleeting. I need your depth. I seek that, which makes me feel.
And. You, make me feel.
It’s never about impermanence as such as those that touch me below the surface, without touching me at all, have carved a space for themselves within the depths of me.
And if you so wished, it’d be easy to slip deep inside me, just past the filters to grip me exquisitely from the depth of my very being, to catalyse all that might appeal to your senses.
I think we all create such a channel, whilst seeking what we might need, to enable a nourishing arrangement.
My mind is fertile, but if you want seeds of doubt, I can plant those too. However, what’s the point in playing such games. I'm not a fan of such.
You either know what you want, or you don’t.
There can be no in between when you’re dashing off to midnight mass as I think of you, and me... and the way were tangled, m’dear anointed one.
I will always remember you & I as flesh upon flesh, breath to breath, just as we were.
https://youtu.be/4D5mYs-tzJk
Published 10th Apr 2018
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10th Apr 2018 7:26pm
11th Apr 2018 9:29am
12th Apr 2018 8:36pm
This is vivid but very sophisticated writing, Shadow. My favorite line is this, but it's a tough call:
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant
The depletion, at last, is sudden and brutal. And your love's true nature comes as quite a punchline. Brilliant!
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant
The depletion, at last, is sudden and brutal. And your love's true nature comes as quite a punchline. Brilliant!
22nd Apr 2018 5:33pm
You have such a powerful, intimate voice and your insights seem penetrating. You are a force. The first line caught my eyes like hands.
This touches me,
"And the things you do to me aren’t meant to be fleeting. I need your depth. I seek that, which makes me feel.
And. You, make me feel."
And this astounds me,
"And if you so wished, it’d be easy to slip deep inside me, just past the filters to grip me exquisitely from the depth of my very being, to catalyse all that might appeal to your senses."
Daniel
This touches me,
"And the things you do to me aren’t meant to be fleeting. I need your depth. I seek that, which makes me feel.
And. You, make me feel."
And this astounds me,
"And if you so wished, it’d be easy to slip deep inside me, just past the filters to grip me exquisitely from the depth of my very being, to catalyse all that might appeal to your senses."
Daniel
