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Berries

 

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but that time of the year

Art by Willi Kissmer

 
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Posted by on November 17, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Enchantment

art-by-casey-baugh

 

I do not know the sorcery of attraction.

I only know its magic, its chemistry, its compelling, demanding, irresistible force

I only know it by the mane of hair, the eloquent eyes, the sensual lips

I only know it by the elegant shoulders, the exquisite breasts, the perfect legs

I only know it by the sweetest voice, the lightest wit, the purest heart.

I do not know the sorcery of attraction

I only know the shape

of its enchantment

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Casey Baugh

I posted this five years ago. And four times since. I hope you will enjoy nevertheless

 
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Posted by on November 16, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Friendly ghosts

 

I like to think

the many ghosts

that share these

four hundred year old

ironstone walls

and shelter beneath

this grey slate roof

smile indulgently

at my romantic words

and my dark

dominant ways.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photograph found on the internet, source unknown. If this is yours please let me know and I will remove or give credit.

 

 

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Her own touch

 

Her own touch

is not his touch

but longing and lust

yearning and need

a dizzying desire

and a wild imagination

have made it so.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new, but true.

Art by Steve Hanks

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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She fears

 

She fears

if she tells him

what her heart wants

what her mind needs

what her body craves

what her soul desires

she will always

be his slave.

 

She fears it

and yearns for it.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a new post. But oh, she fears it.

Art by Andy Qian

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2019 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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How?

 

How could you

have walked

talked

danced

sung

ate

drank

breathed

worked

smiled

slept

laughed

loved

existed

in this world

without me

somehow knowing

of your presence?

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

This was written a while ago – yet I ask the question now.

Art by Nathalie Picoulet

 

 
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Posted by on November 11, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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She is drawn

 

She is drawn

to my dark religion

reads my words

like they are holy

and feels

a heavenly ache

between her thighs.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 
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Posted by on November 10, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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