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Slow surrender

29 Jun

 

She is innocent.

Her bold beauty is barely blemished. Her gorgeous body is almost untouched by another’s breath. The gentle pages of her heart are yet to be written.  Her hunger is new and urgent. She longs for something she has yet to discover.
She has purity in her soul.

He is darkness.

He has loved and won and lost his way through enough joy and sorrow to fill the night. He has coaxed forth endless sweet fantasies, elegantly bestowed a thousand decadent pleasures, administered such breathtaking, delicious torture.
His eyes have seen far beyond the shadows.

Yet there is an ache that binds them. A primaeval yearning that sets them apart from all others.

He will sanctify her slow surrender and make them both holy.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

More delving in my archives. I like this one.

Art by William Oxer

 
8 Comments

Posted by on June 29, 2021 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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8 responses to “Slow surrender

  1. Allison Marie Conway

    June 29, 2021 at 3:51 pm

    Your writing is a hypnosis. Like the beat, beat, beat of a heart inside the walls. Simply gorgeous.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      June 29, 2021 at 5:00 pm

      I value your praise so highly. And I hope the hypnotism is working.

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      • Allison Marie Conway

        June 29, 2021 at 5:19 pm

        Oh my, I am sincerely humbled. And you make me smile, dear Hypnotist. You are a master of the rhythm of language, the sweet and fine tension available within it, I am fascinated by the mystery of the atmosphere of your works, such depth of its dark folds. A rare and chiseled consistency, which breaks just enough, just precisely enough into wilderness, to beckon return.

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  2. libbyhyett

    June 30, 2021 at 5:35 am

    I like it too

    On Tue, 29 Jun. 2021, 11:01 pm A Faded Romantic’s Notebook, wrote:

    > Romantic Dominant posted: ” She is innocent. Her bold beauty is barely > blemished. Her gorgeous body is almost untouched by another’s breath. The > gentle pages of her heart are yet to be written. Her hunger is new and > urgent. She longs for something she has yet to discover.She has” >

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