She studies herself
in the full-length mirror.
She knows that he cannot see her, does not see her, may never see her.
Yet she turns through a three hundred and sixty degrees, Aware of her breasts beneath the shirt, her arse and her thighs, tight in her jeans, the way the morning light touches her skin.
She runs her hands through her hair and lets it fall.
She hopes he likes the way she looks.
And though his eyes may never find her
She still seeks his approval.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written two years ago. Reposted because I can.
Photo of talented and lovely singer/songwriter Lana Del Rey, taken from Pinterest, provenance unknown. If you own copyright I will remove or credit.
Trizia
June 8, 2018 at 5:10 pm
Gosh this maybe two years old but I am having to acknowledge the powerful connection it is making within me! As I cannot deny that your poetry and prose seem to Dominate my submissive yearnings for that moment each day as I find myself waiting to read your words! What I will do now is take a moment to reflect as once again your words send a ripple of awareness and create the possibility of self learning that whilst unexpected is greatly appreciated and keeps this reader coming back to read more!
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Romantic Dominant
June 8, 2018 at 5:18 pm
I am glad that my writing connects. Smiles. Thank you.
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livingwithbraininjuryblog
June 9, 2018 at 12:26 am
Beautiful…
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Romantic Dominant
June 9, 2018 at 9:47 am
Thank you. Smiles.
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