Im reminded of the old adage…if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Goes right back to your other poem…gotta read the fine print. Believe the lies, trust the cardboard cut out caricature, you get what you deserve. Hitting nails on the head with a jack-hammer, as usual, my friend

hello dearest Damian karma always has her way well said I am depressed it feels heavy this poem great write 💕

“Been swindled under some false pretense”, def felt that line.
Nice penned my friend.

“grass is dead on the other side”. The older I get the more I feel that. Great ink.

Damian, I read and reread your poem. Took me into the heart of chasing rainbows and the stark reality that often is at the other side. Superbly crafted poem.

John

That hits with a quiet force—like courage stitched from trembling threads. The contrast between silence and the mask of bravery unveils a moment of deep vulnerability, almost like a portrait of someone holding themselves together just enough to get by. It carries the weight of all the things left unsaid when fear takes the reins.

Yes and yes, we do ache to be touched, we deserve to still be desired. Wholeheartedly agree, my gentle man.❤️

Wrinkles don’t kill the burn…that need still drives. Nicely done in so few words

I think that open vulnerability is a great strength, in a similar vein to how admitting ignorance is actually a sign of great intelligence. It’s easy to melt when you feel more than most…,most people wish they could burn like you.

Powerfully penned, Daniel. Another incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Passionately penned, Fia & Darrow. Incredible collaboration you two. Appreciate you, both.

Damian

hello beautiful Fia and poet I’m not familiar with this is one of the best collabs. I’ve read in some time 💕

And some that only think they can…. What a punch at the end. Nice weekend starter.

Touching and being touched is natures way of saying….’ I understand ‘.
Doesn’t always require sex but good sex always requires it.
Thanks Raven for your comment 💋