Her Body

06 Jul


Her Body


Her body is my playground

A wonderland of curves and lines.

Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.

Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.


Her body is my canvas

A perfect page on which to paint my words,

to daub my prose,

to  scratch my spidery, inky, dangerous poetry.


Her body is my church

A hallowed and sacred place

A holy ground on which to worship

And adore.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Rob Hefferan

I wrote this two years ago. But you might have missed it.


Posted by on July 6, 2016 in D/s, Poetry


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8 responses to “Her Body

  1. Just_Libby

    July 6, 2016 at 7:30 pm

    I did miss this…how could that have happened? Thank you for reposting *smiles*

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Just_Libby

    July 6, 2016 at 8:20 pm


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  3. Suqui

    July 7, 2016 at 2:29 am

    So good to have the audio. I am always telling my students that poetry is meant to be read aloud, yet I neglected to do so. Listening to it made it more beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Initiator-Life with Tranquility :)

    July 9, 2016 at 5:57 pm

    So impressive and imaginatve thoughts. And i love creative writing…!

    Liked by 1 person


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