They share a secret.
A delicious, dirty, decadent secret.
It dances dangerously between them.
It is desperately dreamy with adoration.
It is dark with discipline, direction and dominance.
It is delicate, delightful and deep.
It drips
with desire.
.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written some time ago – but aren’t there always secrets?
Art by Ibrahem Swaid
sarabethpollock
June 15, 2020 at 7:01 am
Another lovely entry. Thank you for sharing! (And thank you for liking my latest article!)
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Romantic Dominant
June 15, 2020 at 7:17 am
Smiles. Thank you, and my pleasure.
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thereluctantpoet
June 15, 2020 at 12:50 pm
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Romantic Dominant
June 15, 2020 at 2:11 pm
Thank you. Smiles.
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