19 Dec



In my silent study

where the lamps

are soft

I sip my wine.


I think of you


in the warm light.


I imagine how

your breasts would feel

cupped gently

in my hands.


The nipples urgent

and hard

against my palms.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this last year, but I immodestly thought you might like to read again.

Art by Jeremy Lipking



Posted by on December 19, 2017 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life


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2 responses to “Palms

  1. angael2000 (@angael2000)

    December 19, 2017 at 6:24 pm

    oh yes….sighs

    Liked by 1 person


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