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The One

23 Dec

 

Heaven__s_a_lie____by_helionn

He knows no other way

It is simply who he is. The way he has always been.

His earliest erotic fantasies were of control. And of damsels in distress.

And yet also of goddesses and worship.

He loves women. With respect. With admiration. With a deep and endless desire.

He needs to adore and to be adored.

Over the years has taught himself to be a Master of exquisite pleasure and delicious pain. He has known beauty, sensuality and submission beyond words.

But now winter tugs at his coat. He has become lined and grizzled, etched and silver.

The night is long. And his fire burns low.

Yet there is a light. Innocent, pure and holy.

Could she be the one

the one

the one.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this in December three of years ago, and repeated it last year at this time. I think I was perhaps feeling a little weary when I first penned it. Smiles.
It has a wintry feel, so I hope it goes well with the snowflakes falling on my blog.

Photo/Art borrowed from Helionn on DeviantArt

 
8 Comments

Posted by on December 23, 2017 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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8 responses to “The One

  1. Romina

    December 23, 2017 at 5:37 pm

    Simply beautiful.

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  2. naughtynora

    December 23, 2017 at 6:17 pm

    So beautiful, Romantic Dominant!!!

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  3. Elle

    December 24, 2017 at 1:17 pm

    Seems to have become an almost yearly ritualistic tradition for you, consequently she was not “the one” I take it? As three years have passed & still you tarry on your ghosts of Christmases Past’s, & what night have been & what you’ve stated will inevitably never ever be. It’s quite sad really, to torture yourself so vehemently, but then some are apt to self destruction by their very nature, and as with the life of all things material & immaterial, everything eventually comes to an end sometime by some means. It’s life, and none of us will make it out alive. So live it, & be with those you’ll never want to waste a singular moment of your time without.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      December 24, 2017 at 6:45 pm

      Smiles. I fear, and it is entirely my fault, that I have been taken too much at my words. I am happy, not haunted in any way, and I am at peace with myself and my life. Those who are close to me I love dearly. I am the last person on the planet to indulge in self torture, or regret. Yet I thank you for your kind words and advice and apologise for leading you to think otherwise.

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  4. Sweetly Surrendering

    January 3, 2018 at 5:18 pm

    I have written many songs that take on new meaning years later. It is almost cryptic. I am very careful what I write now because they take a life of their own, it is quite magical actually. It makes me think of Plato and his views on art.

    I hope this piece of writing took on new form for you.

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