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.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written some time ago – but aren’t there always secrets?
Art by Ibrahem Swaid
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
astrosub
June 15, 2021 at 5:54 pm
Beautiful words. Thank you. Found this anonymous poem that runs along the same theme. Have a wonderful evening – Smiles.
Inspired by a Dream
There is this secret room
that joins our apartments together
in the back.
Our apartments that otherwise
are divided by a wall of time
and distance.
There is this secret room
and nobody knows
except us two.
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Romantic Dominant
June 15, 2021 at 10:00 pm
Smiles. Lovely poem.
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