From a distance
across oceans
borders
mountains
cities
I will lay
your hands
upon you.
In your touch
I will be a lover
a poet
your Master
a stranger
the devil
a holy man.
I will be the name
in your mouth
the cry
on your lips.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Marcos Beccari
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
missameliaandsir
August 12, 2016 at 10:32 pm
Those last two lines are absolute perfection! 💋
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Romantic Dominant
August 12, 2016 at 10:54 pm
Thank you. Smiles.
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MysticalKitty
August 13, 2016 at 7:23 am
Reblogged this on Journaling my Surrender and commented:
Le toucher
De loin,
À travers les montagnes et les villes,
Vous posez ses mains
sur sa chair
Dans ce contact, Vous êtes un peintre
Le poète, son Maître,
un gardien, le diable,
un saint homme.
Vous êtes le nom
dans sa bouche
Le cri
sur ses lèvres.
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MysticalKitty
August 13, 2016 at 7:24 am
Thank you for inspiration…
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Romantic Dominant
August 13, 2016 at 11:34 am
Thank you for reading
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Romantic Dominant
August 13, 2016 at 11:34 am
And for reblogging
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