Once that dark
decadent
dangerous
but oh so delicious
seed
has been planted
in her fertile
creative
intelligent
imagination
it cannot help
but grow.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this. But seeds are sometimes planted and grow.
Art by Miles Williams Mathis
Sometimes
I close my eyes
and sail away
on a sea of longing
an ocean of craving
on waves of wanting
to drown
in your hair
in your scent
and your skin.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Photography by Klaus Kampert
Here
in this ancient hamlet
in this ancient house
in this ancient room
of oak beams
and leaded windows
evening falls early
in Winter.
No one is forgotten
nothing is lost.
Laughter
tears
family
lovers
friends
strangers.
Everyone is remembered
everything is saved.
It is only time
that runs so quickly
so easily
so cruelly
away from me.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written two years ago. It is still running away from me.
Art by C17508 on DeviantArt
She lets his words
fill her mind
until they spill
onto her skin
lightly suffusing it
with the softest
of blushes.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written this time last year. Sometimes she lets his words …
Art by Anna Wypych
You could be
an actress
a model
the well-known face
of perfume
or clothes.
You could be
the spirit
the Muse
of painters
and writers,
a woman
worshipped
an icon
a saint
a rose.
But you
sweet angel
are more lovely
more adorable
more desirable
more special
to me
skin to soul
than any of those.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not brand new – but I like it
Art by William Oxer
In his dark
D/s religion
she does not know
if he has placed her
atop a pedestal
or laid her
upon an altar
and whether she
is a goddess
or a sacrifice.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not new but sometimes true
Art by Omar Ortiz
Looking at you
it is impossible
not to see you
on your knees
naked and tied.
I cannot help it.
It is in my nature.
It is in my blood.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by William Oxer
