08 Jun

Art by Casey Baugh


She gives me her palm to read.

I trace a line

from the tip

of her index finger

to the flickering

nervous pulse

in her wrist.

Then along the pale skin

of her arm.


I climb the rise

of her breasts

and traverse

her elegant shoulder.

I tenderly

stroke her throat

and chin

and cheeks.


I touch the curve of her lips

then softly kiss

her mouth

with a prophecy.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Casey Baugh


Posted by on June 8, 2016 in Poetry, Still Life


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10 responses to “Prophecy

  1. justagirllost2

    June 8, 2016 at 8:25 pm

    this is a music of words I long for

    Liked by 1 person

  2. The Writing of M

    June 8, 2016 at 8:51 pm

    Sensuously foretold… Truly stunning writing

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Leslie Meeks

    June 8, 2016 at 8:56 pm

    This has left me trembling..

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Heartafire

    June 8, 2016 at 11:32 pm


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