20 Feb


Even the softest


tenderest kiss


from your fingers

with the faintest

gentlest breath

endless miles away

is a caress

upon my skin

and a whirlwind

in my soul.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by C.S. McNeil



Posted by on February 20, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life


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8 responses to “Whirlwind

  1. redklwr2006 Kym

    February 20, 2019 at 4:55 pm

    Exquisite in it’s simplicity. Goes right to the heart and soul.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. thereluctantpoet

    February 22, 2019 at 12:13 am

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Manic Sylph

    February 26, 2019 at 7:16 am

    Love this 😍

    Liked by 1 person


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