Warning sexual language and content 18+
A Poem of sorts a reblog
Dear Reader(s)/Friend(s): The following is a blog post (a poem) that I submitted on Christmas Day 2019, that reflects the twin flame / soulmate journey that I have been on for awhile and I am realizing that I am still stuck in the chaser (that’s me) and the runner (that’s the DM) phase, or we have been going around and around in circles repeating the same behaviour. The fault lies with me I have to admit. I need to get out of my own way and leave the poor DM alone and let him work on his own healing and soul growth without me reminding him that I am still very much in love with him. He knows as I have told him enough times, how could he forget. Haha!
A dear soul sister (Emmerson 36911) very gently reminded me again today that I was being naughty and to stay focused on my work. Thank you for that nudge in the right direction.
Very Sincerely, Summerhill Lane
A Poem of Sorts
Met online
Sextexting
They joined
They fucked
Slam to the mouth
Slam to the ass
Slam to the cunt
Bruised but awakened
He shuts down
She chases
He runs
She pursues
He ghosts
She cries
Back and forth they dance
She falls in love
His heart is closed and cold
She tries to leave him
Impossible
He keeps her tied but untouched and unloved
She tells all
He tells nothing
In this way they grow and the journey proceeds
Painful and destressing
Always hoping but never receiving
She gives herself to others to ease the pain
It doesn’t help
Grief and release
Dimensions become plain
They join there and love
A sacred dance
Souls entwined forever
Union
Illusive and without form
But sexy as fuck
No pun intended, but this is kinda like the best ‘slam’ poetry. I can imagine someone on stage reading this out, and getting rapturous applause. As for the painting, I like your minimalist style, although I find it faintly disturbing that you would identify as the ‘cow’ in the composition. (This is, of course, if I’m interpreting the image and the caption correctly! Please do correct me if I have it wrong!)
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I like the description of slam poetry!
Yes I did identify with the cow unfortunately. I could imagine my DM calling me a stupid cow, now I’m putting words in his mouth but he did use other very descriptive words that I did not find offensive because I like his vulgarity. I’m strange maybe. It felt real that language.
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Ah, I see! So, rather than a politeness that feels… hm, ‘forced’, the vulgarity felt more real, yes? That actually kinda makes sense to me… And maybe the ‘cow’ image need not be a negative one, now that I think about what you said. Cows are sacred in India after all. There’s that!
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Yes I am a sacred cow, a Devine Feminine. 😁
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Amen! 😉
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