Keep moving forward my friend. There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel. Great poem.

It’s a lot to carry. I’ve only been in the support role for people struggling, my daughter for one. But I see how heavy it can get to keep up the mask & maintain a facade of functionality. You’re right, it changes people. Im glad you’re no longer that person, my friend

I think sometimes we get shackled by our passed. I was thinking about that while going through some of my old DUP post. It’s nice to see the creativity, but they were wrote from pain.

Great ink

The poems written from our pain, are probably my favorite. Not because they are from pain, but because something so raw, and so beautiful can come of it. This was a beautiful ode to your former self, and I’m proud of you, Damian. It’s not an easy feat, but you beat the odds and became a better version of yourself.
I wish you all the best for the future my friend.
xx

~P.G💋

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Angel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s an interesting story, sometimes anything can throw the switch, to obtain that moment of clarity. I still have like 4 beers in the fridge, that have set there for over two years. So I can relate, I keep meaning to throw them out, I just forget they are there sometimes. At first it was motivation to see them, and ignore the temptation. But I’m past that now. I’m glad you got to know your grandfather, the better version of himself. I’m a better version now as well. Thanks so much for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m never away. You can find me underneath your bed. Waiting patiently. Sweet poem Meg.

This is beautiful and I can see why you could want endless sleep.

All of a sudden I can’t open my eyes anymore… yup definitely a witch 🧙

Excellent write..thank you for sharing

I’m going to go have a little nap now….not post coital but a nap nonetheless.💋

I couldn’t leave you out… succubus.

Gee, Lady-Poet 🥀🐝

With such eloquent skill you’re blessed; and, this gorgeous Kyrielle Sonnet, laid in perfect iambic tetrameter and revealing refrains, proves it ~ ohhh-so brilliantly!

What else to say when you’re away,
but that my dreams are all of You.
When every motion’s set a-sway …
warmth undulates me all night through.

“Last night, you came inside my dream.
Though, desert heat would have us keep
our love apart, you poured a stream
and left me wanting endless sleep.” (MM-mmm!)

Herein, Dear Poetess, fraught with vivid imagery, emotive lure, smooth as silk diction, and metaphor to turn the most masterful bard green with envy, you’ve word-painted us a dream to build ‘n hold onto.

Excuse me, please, I feel the fantasy pillow softly calling my name! ⁓ Rascal✨

Longing ‘twined with love and lust was palpable. Plus I totally loved the refrain at the end which tied it together perfectly. Well felt writing, Mistress Kitten!

Beautiful. Dreamy and relatable.

Your sweetness melts me.
Thanks for stroking me girl…
Can you hear me purr?

Nice challenge, Fia. May have to see what I can come up with. lol. Seriously, though this place is more than erotica. Appreciate you.

Damian

I think erotica may be the dominant force here but there are some great poems here that aren’t XXX.

You are making this very hard Fia .. come on… not even one S. ?!?!

If the front page had various categories including erotica that visitors or members could select….problem solved.
If you don’t like erotica don’t click it.

I am up for the challenge beautiful Fia ❤️

Yes it will be. 🫠

I’m here for all of it, the beautiful, the ugly, the suspenseful, the romantic, erotic and everything within.
Great spill Fia.

Hi Adira,
Sam and I will be modifying the home page so it will be easier for the readers and the writers to access the type of writing they wish to read. ;))

Okay then

Excellent piece of writing Damian. Nicely written with some great rhymes.

Well penned, Damian! Thought provoking write. “) <3

I stopped on the line “it’s pride that needs to conquer the beast.” And read it again. Now I got questions…is pride the beast? Conquering self? Can pride conquer? See what I mean? Ya stirred up the hornets in my mind & now they’re buzzing! Very thought provoking piece, my friend