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A feral madness
dreams creeping in the night
dark
insistent
hiding from the light
shadows holding us in thrall
wicked fantasies
degrading or sublime
watching as humanity falls
trading souls
for erogenous holes
bathed in momentary flame
denying love
for erotic brutality
seeking purity in pain
freeing souls from quivering flesh
soaring
on wings twisted and torn
seeking the eternal fire
and transcendence of the whip
oh how I cry
as I look into your eyes
finding only an animal inside
a feral madness
seeking blood
and orgasm
I pray these knots to hold
dark
insistent
hiding from the light
shadows holding us in thrall
wicked fantasies
degrading or sublime
watching as humanity falls
trading souls
for erogenous holes
bathed in momentary flame
denying love
for erotic brutality
seeking purity in pain
freeing souls from quivering flesh
soaring
on wings twisted and torn
seeking the eternal fire
and transcendence of the whip
oh how I cry
as I look into your eyes
finding only an animal inside
a feral madness
seeking blood
and orgasm
I pray these knots to hold
Published 24th Sep 2021
Author's Note
Dear X, for days I've been whipped by the ghost of your impatience. So, raw and seeping blood I offer this poem for your approval and respectfully ask you call your attack ghost home. Rewritten many times, this is an evolution of dreams derived from our conversations and chained to these pages so you can hear the echoes of their dreaming. I would not attempt to write like this again but I'm please with what has emerged. Peace and whips dear X
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25th Sep 2021 5:04am
I am so elated with your reaction to this poem. Elated and relived - the unwritten law that man can have but one muse [and too many muses in the kitchen.... but I digress]. You are my muse for now and forever, all those other muses didn't mean a thing. I was definitely not musing around behind you back and I promise not to even look at another muse. ............... OK, seriously, your reply is as stunning as I am stunned speechless. trying to find some universal truths in such a personal subject is petrifying and seemingly impossible, so I thank the heavens for succeeding even in this small way. Peace, love, a mirth Richard.
25th Sep 2021 7:15am
I am happy that you're relieved 😌.... There's absolutely no reason for me to be anything but supportive and understanding, because I am, Richard. Sincerely - 🙏🏻 I have no claim over you, I only wish for your happiness and joy, my dear poet. The lessons that you learn or have learned achieving your goals, desires, dreams (up until this point in your life) are valuable and important. They make you the awesome cool, incredibly amazing person you are. I also know that this online dynamic is fluid (at best). I am honest and I care about you and others, too... but I have no expectations.
I just want beauty, peace and art to prevail....
Loads of love,
🌹 - B
I just want beauty, peace and art to prevail....
Loads of love,
🌹 - B
25th Sep 2021 1:46pm
Oh yes! I know I approve. So much carnal lust and passion. Immediately gave me a werewolf vibe, and I was definitely devoured by the beautiful darkness of this; sinking my teeth in deep. This is spectacular so alas all those lash marks and blood were worth it, right? ;) were for me. I can definitely hear the echo and feel the hot wax of words on skin. The dark imagery transported into a world of exceptional erotic brutality and pain. Wild eyes, whips, fire, and streams of orgasms giving intense pleasure... Attack ghost lies in wait in order to get you to write like this again.
