artisticsoulboi


Artistikal Male Dominant, 31, The Hamptons, New York	artisticsub Male Submissive, 30, nyc, New York	Artisan Male Dominant, 36, Forbes

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	About artisticsoulboi I am just a submissive boi who has learned the type of relationship I do not want. The type of relationship I am looking for is one with a connection. I have been in the lifestyle actively for 5 years and not long ago came out of a long distance relationship that just was not working. I have the capability to travel, but I am hopeful that maybe I can find the connection I seek right here in Arizona. A little about myself as a person. I love sports and the outdoors. I have a silly sense of humor and I love to make people smile. When I can bring a smile to someone's face, it makes me smile. That's when you get to see my dimples. I do know when it is okay to be humorous and when it is time to be serious. I have a love for leather and boots. I am a bootblack and enjoy every opportunity I get to dip my hands into polish to bring a pair of boots to life. I find conditioning leather to be just as pleasurable, whether it be leather clothing, horse tack, or toys. I am also an erotic artist. I work mostly in charcoal and pencil medium. Most of my work is a reflection of the leather lifestlye. I dabble in poetry, as writing is a great way for me to release feelings and energy. As far as being submissive, I have experienced a lot. Yet I know I have so much growing left to do and learning left to learn. I feel as if I am barely getting my feet wet. Learning is a forever process that I will take to my grave because when we stop learning, we stop growing. I am not looking to jump into a relationship feet first without looking. I think it is important to establish a friendship and connection first, before even considering a Dominant/submissive relationship.

Just a couple of poems i have written over the past couple of days.

i wish silently where no one can hear
my frown disquised by the gown of a smile
flames of my heart once danced with beautiful desires
now lay in awake of a soul hidden behind barbed wire
cutting and wretching a war against love
glad beyond temptation that i am not immortal
and one day will be free to run with the wolves
wild and free to drink from the stream of my own tears
until then i will struggle through this purgatory
attempting to rekindle what has been lost to fear

moe 9/7/06

i crave to be bound
chains or rope it doesn't matter
i crave to be blindfolded
darkness in the light
i crave music
the only thing i can hear
i crave to wonder
is she here or not
i crave to wonder
is she watching me or not
i crave to wonder
is she going to touch me or not
i crave sensory deprivation

moe 9/6/06

The New Year is almost upon us. i fathom that things will be a lot brighter for me than they have been in this year.

i took some time for me and i am very grateful for doing so. i think it is very important to be happy with ones ownself before entering into any relationship. i have reconnected with me and i am happy with who i am.

i have experienced that my body can feel again recently. Phewwww did it feel. (What you may be thinking is not what i meant. LOL) i just mean that someone excited my senses and made me crave. i believe i am ready to move forward now.

So into the New Year i will move and maybe i will find or who knows, maybe i already know the one who will compliment my submission with their dominance.

A poem i wrote today. Enjoy!!

Reflections
escavated from quarries of the past
no regrets
each moment...each relationship
laying the foundation...stepping stones
found in laughter and tears;
good times as well as the bad
sculpting me into the boi i have become.

Lessons
relationships that wither until gone,
still no regrets for i have learned,
i have grown from the bitterness
cherishing all that was good
releasing all that was toxic.

Reflections and Lessons
come together constructing me,
rebuilding the free standing bridge
between heart and soul;
humble i am....free of unjust ego
free to love without tainted pain.

On bended knee i peek up to her;
heart lain before her whole and complete
free of uncertainty...open and vulnerable
tingles rush through my veins...yes, ready to love
speculation an affirmation as i ponder?.

Will she walk with me, lead and guide me;
hold my fears close...while i do the same for her,
today, tomorrow, and every day that follows.
Will she get scared and flee this journey so pure
or will she walk with me in unconditional love.

i am all registered to compete for the SWL bootblack title. Hmmmm wonder if i can talk someone into giving my speech for me. Laffs. Any takers?

i am looking forward to the experience more than anything. Last year, i watched them black all weekend and it was hard to just sit and watch.

Someone told me today that they believe that butches hurt more than femmes when relationships end. i personally believe that is hogwash. i believe some just hurt more than others. i even think some get their kicks hurting others. It is the person, not whether they are butch or femme. It ended up in a debate.

Thought I would share a couple of poems I have written here.

The first is a poem I wrote for a 9 word poetry challenge. Trust me, sometimes putting 9 words in the same poem are not easy to do. Guess that's why they are a challenge.

Shopping Spree

There is no box
where I sit upon the shelf
marked ninety percent premium stock
ten percent capable of human flaws.

I watch as Domme's go on shopping sprees
finding they like to lust with touch.
Fortunate humbleness when my heart races,
ogling your confidence as you approach from afar.

Look into my fiery green eyes.
search the depths of my soul.
Can you see it?
Can you see my hunger and desire?

Watch the iron wrap around my wrists.
Hear the lock bind me in security.
Dress me in chains,
Listen to my moans of approval....

take me....PLEASE!
I beg you with silence.
Make me yours,
and allow me to flourish beneath your wings.

This one was written not long ago.

Finding Me

Come slumber with me tonight,
hold my story of fears near your heart,
lay beside me; wipe away my tears.
Trust in me; I won't disappear.

Process of choices torment my soul
revealing uncanny painful truths,
discovered in depth as I face reality
on a journey of self-discovery.

Whispering words of commitment;
hiding not found upon the agenda,
running not announced as an option.
Please hold my heart with a gentle firmness,
don't allow it to fight unwanted freedom
until you're sure I am happy with me.

I promise with my heart and my soul
not to be loitering beyond my time.
Your friendship my teacher of profound love,
gratification will prevail within due time.

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