Babalongrins93


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	About Babalongrins93 Seeking a fellow traveller who is sane and not over the top. I realize thats a tall order for this site. I work in disaster relief and sadly my bed is always empty but my passion to assist others keeps me out of the relationship pool. An important fact. Id never accept any mate who would not walk beside me. Most here seek the thrill as their lives are mundane and lack luster!! My life is extreme. But my passions are not as extreme as most here. Sensual sub with a touch of hedonism. Grins This said. Im not here for casual. Ever. So please dont waste your valuable energy in approaching If thats your intent. I ache to not wander alone. Wondering if he is here. I am going to leave this poem here and see what transpires ONE LINE COMMENTS not responded to. It denotes a lack of depth or sincerity So guys!! Have your ducks in a row!! We all seek love and we all deserve love .. In addendum. Please be fit!! Ive no yen for big bellies or Santa Claus lookalikes..as we mature we should all try to lead healthier lifestyles....I hope to find one who does respect his health and body as do I!! longings of past days These many years have goneAnd stillDawn begins with your name upon my lipsAnd stillSunsets hollow with the echoMagician poet and painter of dreamsI wandered this globe eer sinceFinding joy in chaosAnd stillThe ache existsSearching the aethyrFor just merest glimpseWhen the lash comes downWelcoming the space it sends me reeling toIn dreary dungeonI see youWe nod in acknowledgementThat this one is not fitTo taste the elixirInviting thee to possess the one standingBriefest fantasySighing into leatherHe is not theeProfile aft profile do I seekHe is not hereThat ones too meekOthers quail before meBabalon they understandeth notI am fierce and I am strongLiving to right the wrongsCreated by chaosSearching for key words amidst the morassJust to delveAnd seeNay lass it isnt heI hear through ghostly telegraph. It isnt heAgain I ponder and again I seekWould this one wander besideDoes he have the strengthFor now I seek not magiBut strong sure and ableWith heart as big as mineTo lend ear and aidTo the ever growingChaos that befalls the smallAgain I askWith tired shrugArt thou He?

Restless again

Impatient

Those that seek to confine

Always seem sooo divine

There's a bit of chaos out there

Calling

I hear it through the news waves

Here you'd be alive

Chaos whispers

My ear welcomes the words

Heart skips a beat

Chaos is my beloved Dom

He knows exactly where I'm from

Is it dirty?

I ask

Is it dangerous?

Am I needed ?

To which a deep seductive resounding

Yes

Is heard.

Land of plenty hath its seductions

Too expensive a price

Liberty it demands

Enslavement

I'll not wear those chains

Iron dull and heavy

Like ones wits when faced

With multitudinous twits

Exhaustion dullness and death

Give me a battlefield

Every second vivid

Give me a disaster

And I'll call you my master

Walk beside me

Dodging fire

You'll have my unending desire

Care for humanity

And your slave I'll be.