26 May


If it had been a bar

A softly lit quiet city haven where a sad piano player shapes and ripples the minor chords of half-remembered songs for lovers and strangers.

Or a party.

A loud, crowded, noisy gathering where laughter and conversation and alcohol and coke tempt bodies to sway and dance and forget tomorrow.

Or on a busy street.

A rush and dawdle of business people and tourists, shoppers and beggars, hawkers and sellers where the traffic ebbs and flows, pauses and surges like a sea.

Or in a thousand and one other places.

An office, a restaurant, a ball game, a concert, a carnival, a temple, Or a wide open space where the wind blows and the birds are thrown from sky to sky.

If it had been anywhere instead of this strangely connected. disconnected, familiar, unfamiliar world of swirling, teeming, edgy cyberspace.

I would still have found you

and wanted you

so badly.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Fabian Perez


Posted by on May 26, 2015 in Still Life


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20 responses to “Anywhere

  1. gsadiablo

    May 26, 2015 at 6:57 pm

    “… a wide open space where the wind blows and the birds are thrown from sky to sky.”

    *approving nod*

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Leslie Meeks

    May 26, 2015 at 7:27 pm

    Your words never cease to amaze me. Wonderfully written and recited.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Mr Modigliani

    May 26, 2015 at 7:42 pm

    Always well crafted

    Liked by 1 person

  4. missameliaandsir

    May 26, 2015 at 7:53 pm

    Again, you take my breath away, Sir. How lucky the woman who kneels at your feet. 😌

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Heartafire

    May 26, 2015 at 8:43 pm

    Lovely…beautiful…poignant…exciting. I love this.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Accalia (@accaliasdream)

    May 27, 2015 at 9:27 am

    Beautiful… I’ve missed your words x

    Liked by 1 person

  7. AmazinglyBrash

    May 27, 2015 at 3:16 pm

    Beautifully crafted power of expression. I went on the ride and pictured every syllable leaving your lips. I felt my eyes closing to hear your voice, in the feeling of your description. The Love was assumed, yet confirmed at the end. Great piece of writing.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Kendra Lynn

    May 27, 2015 at 5:37 pm

    So poignant!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. hitandrun1964

    June 19, 2015 at 3:52 pm


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