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About Romantic Dominant

A faded romantic Dominant with a love of all things beautiful and a taste for the darkly sensual and decadent. A lover of music, food and wine, literature, theatre, film and art. A writer. Though not a good one. Of novels, shorts stories, songs and poetry. The written word is my joy and my curse. I am tall, silver haired, slender with piercing hazel/blue eyes and long, sensitive hands. I am neither handsome nor unattractive. I am a realistic dreamer, an idealistic pragmatist. I am a sexually dominant but patient and sensual lover. I adore intelligent, elegant, independent, beautiful women . I am not young. I am faded and fading. But if the music is playing, and the wine is good, and the stars are shining bright in a soft velvet night sky, and the light falls on me just right, then you might see the man who could break hearts. Well, if you have a very good imagination anyway ...

Hard wired

 

The need

to own you

to direct you

to teach you

to nurture you

to control you

to excite you

to support you

to guide you

to protect you

to arouse you

to mentor you

to thrill you

to inspire you

to admire you

and

to adore you

is hard-wired

into this

romantic

sexually dominant

soul.

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Art by William Whitaker

 

 

 
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Posted by on October 22, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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You know who you are

There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft… When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife’s right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone’s right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness.

Khaled Hosseini (The Kite Runner)

These words by the incredibly talented Afghan-born writer Khaled Hosseini capture the ugliness and cruelty of theft. If you believe in a god – any god – then truly all sin is rooted in theft. If you are an atheist (as I am) it surely should be core to your personal values that you do not steal.

The stealing of words is no less dirty (though perhaps not as brutal) than any other form of theft. It shows a weakness of character and an absence of morality. It defines the perpetrator as being without ethics, without honesty and without pride. It reveals them as a person who cannot be trusted, cannot be liked, cannot be admired.

It lowers their worth and standing as a human being.

To the person who is stealing from me – I know who you are.

I can, and I will, l expose you at any time. I enjoy that power I have over you.

But more important. You know who you are. You know you are nothing more than a common thief.

And you know that I pity you and I despise you.

Without my words you are a pathetic, empty, talentless nobody.

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Quote © Khaled Hosseini

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Art from the web – oldquotes.com

 

 

 
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Posted by on October 22, 2017 in Quotes, Still Life

 

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Born

Art by Francine van Hove

 

She sifts through his poems

studying every nuance

examining every subtext

measuring every sentence

considering every meaning

reviewing every word.

 

She digs ever deeper

for a fragment

of her.

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Written by me a year ago. But I like it.

Art by Francine van Hove

 
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Posted by on October 21, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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I will dress you

 

I will dress you

in chic black

high on the thigh.

Or in virgin white

angel pure.

Or in elegant

expensive

designer gowns.

Or in raw denim

tight as a skin.

Or crisp in cotton.

Or luscious in leather.

Or smooth and sensual

and sleek

in silk.

.

I will dress you

in a thousand ways

for the pure joy

of undressing you.

Slowly.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written two years ago. Always relevant

Art by Casey Baugh

 

 
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Posted by on October 20, 2017 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Infinite leaves

 

In an endless forest

of countless trees

and infinite leaves

of every type

shape and colour

I adore

the perfect leaf

that is you.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Brad Kunkle

 
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Posted by on October 19, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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When she falls

art-by-wangjie-li

 

When She Falls

 

She has that look.

Something in the eyes.

In the line of her nose.

The tilt of her chin.

The set of her jaw.

She is bright, brave and assured.

But when she falls,

she will fall.

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She has that smile.

Something in the curve.

In the line of her mouth,

The shape of her lips.

The show of her teeth.

She is cool, collected and poised.

But when she falls,

she will fall.

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She has that way.

Something in the words.

In the sweep of her thoughts.

The pride in her voice,

The ice in her veins,

She is proud, aloof and secure.

But when she falls,

she will fall.

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Oh, she will fall.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Wangjie Li

This is not new. But I like it. So I have re-posted once again.

 
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Posted by on October 18, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Minor Tragedy

 

On a human scale

it was a very

minor tragedy.

 

After all

no one was maimed

or tortured

or raped

or killed.

 

No one was

made homeless

without food

or shelter

or country.

 

No one was lost

forever

at sea.

 

On a human scale

it was a very

minor tragedy.

 

Just two lovers

two hearts

two minds

two bodies

two souls

once joined

coming adrift.

 

But it still

hurt like fuck.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Diego Dayer

 

 

 
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Posted by on October 16, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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