Perverse Satisfaction in Pain

A chained man leans into a horned figure cloaked in darkness by a stormy sea

Can love become the chain that binds us to our own ruin?

Angels wept and darkness concealed the moon,
at that brief moment when God could not see.
Demons whispered deceit into my heart,
and with each betrayal they defiled me.

You thought me fooled but my instincts revealed
with each kiss, I felt one more dream you stole.
Your subtle lies caressed my dying heart,
and fear of isolation took control.

The storm swirling around me blinded me
from the perverse satisfaction in pain.
Your foreplay fulfilled me when my heart ached,
and I drowned in the ocean of your chains.

—H, kissed by betrayal and shackled by longing

Confession & Regret

A half-cloaked man stands in moonlit ruins, holding a red serpent toward a hooded figure while chains fall from his arm and a blood-stained dagger gleams in his hand.

Deceived by His Beauty

He spoke in sweetness, but his touch burned through faith. Beneath beauty, damnation wore his face.

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A pale young man applies lipstick as a dominant figure grips his shoulder from behind in a dim gothic room.

Lipstick Boy

He whispered with confidence but craved rosebud lips. A lyric poem of masks, lust and the lipstick boy who turned domination into desire.

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Candle burning inside a cage with chained shadows of grasping hands reaching from the dark

Dreamed He Would Keep Me Safe

A burning lament for the promises love breaks, this poem journeys through desire, control, and regret. What began as safety becomes obsession, where flame becomes fetter and trust leaves only wounds.

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two young men embracing under a moonlit sky beside a vintage car on a deserted road

Fast Cars & Fragile Hearts

Two boys in the wild West Country heat—one with a fast car, the other with a fast heart. They fled shame, found love, and left their bruises in the dust of open roads. A tragic, aching freedom lives on in the memory of speed and stars.

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A pale young man with closed eyes leans into the touch of a shadowy figure with glowing eyes in the darkness.

Deep Black Eyes

Drawn to the spark of another man, a body trembles and burns beneath the weight of forbidden longing. A compact and searing meditation on desire and shame.

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A pale young man applies lipstick as a dominant figure grips his shoulder from behind in a dim gothic room.

Lipstick Boy

He whispered with confidence but craved rosebud lips. A lyric poem of masks, lust and the lipstick boy who turned domination into desire.

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Dark figure cloaked in storm light stands among wilted flowers as crows circle overhead.

In His Embrace, I Slowly Died

He gave me what my father never could—then tore it away in the night. Beneath his caress, bruises bloomed. His words bewitched the ghosts of my heart. In his embrace, I withered, unseen by the world.

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A pale, androgynous figure with hollow eyes stands in a dark, gothic forest while a shadowy snake coils behind them. In the distance, a masked silhouette emerges from the mist, evoking themes of betrayal and haunting identity. The image is painted in muted tones of black, gray, and brown.

Heterovert

You wore my mask and whispered my pain as yours. But I knew. Even behind your smile, I smelled the rot of erasure. Your queer was my gag—But I sang anyway. I flew anyway. I remained whole.

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A haunting dark portrait of a man taking a selfie in a cracked mirror, his glowing eyes revealing a demonic presence.

The Selfie That Stole My Soul

Each click of the lens snatched a piece of light. Lucifer waits behind every pose. What if the image reflects not what we are but what we’ve lost?

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