When I can’t contain
My inner workings,
Thoughts, desires, breath
I beg for permission
To say please and thank you
For allowing me
To come to the edge
Of all merciful liberation
And kneel at your feet
A mighty altar of the masculine
Energy that defies time and space
Between the carefully curated gap
Oh no, I don’t mind!
If you see it, say it, or sort me
Out for misbehaving
A wild child that needs discipline
And at the same time, protection
From wolves and other beasts
Who prey on my submission
To the Alpha without breaking
My back on tanned leather
Hides that cache my true nature
That switches for survival
When everything else in my world
Has been painted black
Like Domminion.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 10:41 PM UTC
When I can’t contain
My inner workings,
Thoughts, desires, breath
I beg for permission
To say please and thank you
For allowing me
To come to the edge
Of all merciful liberation
And kneel at your feet
A mighty altar of the masculine
Energy that defies time and space
Between the carefully curated gap
Oh no, I don’t mind!
If you see it, say it, or sort me
Out for misbehaving
A wild child that needs discipline
And at the same time, protection
From wolves and other beasts
Who prey on my submission
To the Alpha without breaking
My back on tanned leather
Hides that cache my true nature
That switches for survival
When everything else in my world
Has been painted black
Like Domminion.
…because I promised to write this one day.
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