My darkness

17 Jan


My darkness calls her

and she aches

to wrap it around her

to allow it

to absorb her

to swallow her

to capture her

to take her.


She longs

to let it enter

her eyes

her mouth

her sex.


She yearns for it

beneath her clothes

beneath her skin

to own her body

to own her mind

to own her soul

until she belongs


to me.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new but undoubtedly true

Art by William Oxer

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Posted by on January 17, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life


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