Slaves of Eros

Slaves of Eros

 

Dear lord, how we once loved to feel

those chains

that then bound us so tightly ..

And how we each

then longed to remain slaves of Eros ..

Yet despite all

of the pleasures that each link

then afforded ..

It was simply just never enough ..

Since we all still

needed an ache, or some form

of discomfort

and pain to remind us, and yes,

to serve as a

measure to somehow determine

our place and

position, plus the state of our

balance and

the grip we each maintained on

that tightrope

we all once called, love, lust and life ..

 

 

Reviews

[lightsong]

Wow! This one runs deep. I see You are expressing love from all its sides. Light and dark. pain and pleasure. lust and pure. the survival emotions of pain, lost, fear, lust.... etc we subject on ourselves so we might refill "us" with love and life. This is very profound Neville. Amazing!

[Neville]

I have said it so many times before but, it's true .. You are far too generous and my thank you's invariably feel inadequate .. but hey are both genuine and very sincere .......... Neville :)

[lightsong]

Neville is sincerely and generously welcome ✨

[Temperance]

So....does the pain of love validate the reality of love? Interesting. It is similar to, "pinch me so I know it's real?" I read this a few times to get the gist of it. So many have been a slave to love and sex to the point that it becomes their identify. Who doesn't like to be loved? We pine for it when we don't have it. It is a necessity of life for many. This one made me think. I truly enjoyed this, Neville. Nice work! Temp

[Neville]

its the occasional comment like yours my friend that make it so easy to carry on scribbling .. many BIG thank you's are now on their way to your door .. Neville :)

[Temperance]

Welcomed with open arms.