Poetry

n the world of D/S, a culture profound,
Where desires and emotions abound.
To outsiders, enigmatic, yet to us, it’s clear,
A world of complexity, intricacies appear.

Exploration’s the thread that weaves our tale,
Curiosity beckons, like a ship’s hopeful sail.
In D/S’s haven, fantasies unfold,
A sanctuary of understanding, where truths are told.

In the realm of nautical dreams,
where lighthouses gleam,
Stands a beacon of wisdom,
like a sailor’s cherished theme.
As Anne Lamott once wisely said,
in her poetic might,
“Lighthouses don’t go running,”
they simply shine bright.