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	A Good Day, Being a man with many different sides makes me who I am. Most of our time is spent in the reality of the world that consumes our time taking care of our responsibilities and obligations. Yet our minds tend to spend a great deal of time wandering through a fog of fantasy and on the edges of our reality. Our desires and passions are a strong dangling carrot that leads off in other directions and we find ourselves looking for that elusive situation that would make us more complete, make us feel whole. Many things we can control. Finding someone who compliments who we are and also seeks a synergistic relationship for the same desires and passions, in an ocean filled with fantasy players and predators, those that are real, are lost in voluminous waters. Over the past decade and a half, I have spent more than a third of that time in loving, fun, spontaneous, passionate D/s relationships that I wouldn't trade and never regretted. Yet, the other two thirds I have spent single and seeking for that elusive one I would like to make my last partner on all levels of our being. The dilemma of forgoing possible vanilla situations for potential relationships that would be healthy and fulfilling, on the slim chance we might find that submissive/slave that likes the kinks we like, the power exchange, spontaneity that this lifestyle keeps when we are bare and at the core of who we are. So inevitably, we remain single and searching, than settle. The bad part in most cases, we are ships that pass in the night, never getting the opportunity to meet and see what could be. We are creatures that hunger sexual desires which can ignite our passion. The grasping of your hair, the strong but gentle stroke of my hand along your cheek, to feel my fingers wrap around your throat as you are held close, to have our smells intertwine, kissed deeply without hesitancy, creating lust in the moment, to turn the mind on when not present, those are just some of the places and memories our thoughts spend in that fog described earlier. It isn't about barking commands, but inspiring the want to please and pleasure each other. To serve each other not of obligation, but desire, want and love. Sure, the exchange of power is a battle of wits and banter which makes it challenging and fun. Losing control to me to do as I please, creates freedoms of explorations into areas we likely would never go on our own, far outside our comfort zones, but not necessarily far outside the realms of our fantasies and desires. As a dominant, my excitement and passion comes from my submissive's reactions. Playing to the level of my partner that gets reaction to my stimulus, whether to feel lusted after, heat of passion, fear of the unknown, the uneasiness of being exposed, made to do those naughty things we don't (but do) want to do, bound helpless and at my mercy, explore worlds we'd never venture alone. That tends to be what draws us and keeps us trapped in this realm. Yet we need both that realm to co-exist with the real world which has all the boring stuff of reality and responsibility. That always seems to be the elusive part, is finding someone which understands and mutually wants both, and is willing to work hard at a relationship to make it all work. Maybe there is a slight chance we get lucky and instead of ships passing, we take a chance and meet, just see whether the possibility exists for much more. (would consider someone willing to relocate)

1/9/2008 10:57:05 PM

A Glass Heart, So beautiful, So fragile

Molded by thoughts and our soft caring caresses,

The glass must be clear, nothing ever to hide

Its shape is true, mirrored and balanced

Polished by small tiny gestures

It’s the most prized possession, cherished above all else

Etched with images of memories, hope and dreams

Others shall stand in awe at our creation as we hold it high

Its single heartbeat pounds from what we feel for each other

We keep it warm with our shared emotions and passions

Music to our ears passes through it from every song we hear

We know we must keep our minds in tune and bodies in sink

We hold it close, wrapped in our arms as we dance

Inside it shelters our happiness, truth, pain, patience and understanding

Never to forget its contents, never to forget its importance

One Heart we share, always carried by two

Each with a hand, each in step, we cradle this gift

On a mixed journey of reality, imagination and fantasy

We travel together, the paths of love, through the mountains and valleys

Filling our diary with stories we made read as we rest and reminisce

A Glass Heart, So beautiful, So fragile

We can never be allowed to drift apart, for if we do.......

written by her Sir