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art-by-javier-arizabalo

I am the poetic cartographer

of your sacred body.

I will discover you

and map you,

explore you

and draw you,

observe you

and describe you,

chart you

and render you

adored

inch by perfect inch.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Posted originally five years ago. But I like it because it is what I do.

Art by Javier Arizabalo

 
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Posted by on November 29, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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That secret

That secret.

That wild

dark, erotic

sexual fantasy.

The one you conceal

from everyone.

The one you hide

from yourself.

That secret.

That secret

is what attracts me

like a magnet

compels me

like a drug

draws me

moth to flame

makes me yearn

for you

to release it

just for me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a couple of years ago. I like it, so another airing. And because you have a secret.

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, 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/Faded Romantic

Written a couple of year ago. The ghosts are still friendly.

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 27, 2021 in Poetry, romance, 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

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by Casey Baugh

 
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Posted by on November 24, 2021 in Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Lust

What I feel for you

might be lust

but it is pure

unadulterated

creative

admiring

adoring

enduring

once-in-your-lifetime

lust.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Aydemir Saidov

 
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Posted by on November 23, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, 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?

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

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

Art by Nathalie Picoulet

 
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Posted by on November 17, 2021 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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A goddess

The perfect

naked glide

from breasts

to waist

to hips

curve and line

beyond divine.

A goddess

before my eyes.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Laszlo Gulyas

 
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Posted by on November 16, 2021 in Erotica, Poetry, romance, 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.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new writing, but she is drawn

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Instant Addiction

You are that

utterly intoxicating

completely breathtaking

totally electrifying

first try

single fix

immediate hit

raw rush

heavenly high

instant addiction

I never knew

existed.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new post – but sometimes, rarely, one becomes instantly addicted

Art by Mark Spain

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2021 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Something has changed

Her life is the same.

Yet something subtle, imperceptible, indefinable has changed.

She seeks it in the buildings, the landscape, the weather and the light.  In the steam from her coffee. She looks for it in the faces of others. She tries to find clues in music, in art, and in films that make her laugh and cry. In books and in magazines and in the words of romantic poets

She watches clouds making familiar shapes across an ordinary sky.

She stands surrounded by night and studies the moon and stars. She lets the breeze tug at her hair and listens for something she might not hear.

In her room, with the lights down low, she examines her body, stripping naked, running her hands over her skin. She is alive to her own touch. Her fingers make her sigh. She breathes deeply.

She stares back at herself and tries to read her own expression.

Her eyes give something away. They are bright, wide, curious, excited. Her lips are full, the faintest of smiles kissing the edges. There is the softest blush upon her cheek, and in her throat.

Her life is the same

Yet something has changed.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

This post was written a while ago. But sometimes old things strike new chords.

Art by Laszlo Gulyas

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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