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I am not a holy man

 

I am not a holy man.

But I will touch your brow

as you kneel before me.

I will whisper a prayer

to your beauty

and your body.

 

I am not a holy man.

But I will hear your confession

in the sacred darkness.

I will sing a hymn

to your sweet heart

and submissive soul.

 

I am not a holy man.

But I will place my hands upon you

and anoint you with oil.

I will bless the moment

of your conversion

that carried you

here to me.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Steve Hanks

This piece is perhaps five years old – I am still not a holy man

 
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Posted by on April 2, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Combinations

 

How many

countless combinations

of skin and hair

muscle and bone

sinew and nerve

blood and eyes

breasts and lips

were tried

before the sheer perfection

of you?

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on March 28, 2020 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Instrument

 

Your body is a rare

beautifully constructed

almost holy instrument

upon which my fingers

and my creativity

and my imagination

and my dark desires

long to play.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new verse. But such an instrument ….

Art by Bruno di Maio

 
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Posted by on March 25, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Every pore

 

I will not stop

exploring you

until I have counted

every single pore

of your perfect skin.

 

And then counted

them all

once more

over and over

and over again.

 

Just to ensure

I do not miss

a single one.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a new post. But worth counting.

Art by Victoria Selbach

 
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Posted by on March 23, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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A dream of you

 

A dream of you.

Your legs long on impossible heels. The roll and glide and shimmy as you walk.  And turn.  And dance,

A panther poised.

A gorgeous glide.  A sleek and sensual slide.

Your hair like a storm. Your body clutched tight in a sheath of a dress.

Peeled off slow.

Your arms raised.

Waiting for your wrists to be tied.

Your mouth, your lips, your teeth, your tongue, your breath like a warm breeze.

Calling me to rise.

Your perfect peach of a posterior pressed into my belly, into my thighs, into my hungry. bold tumescence.

A dream of you.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written five years ago. These days I dream of you.

Art by Fabian Perez

 
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Posted by on March 22, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Command Performance

 

 

He wants

to make her body sing

to train her

to direct her

to conduct her

to control her.

 

He wants

to make her body sing

to be his chanteuse

to be his nightingale

to be his diva

to be his leading lady soprano

pouring out her soul

 

He wants

to make her body sing

and sigh

and dance

and glide

and twist

and writhe

and shiver

and sway

and fill his stage

with her perfect submission

a command performance

only for him.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

This post is three years old – but a command performance is always special.

Art by Laszio Gulyas

 
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Posted by on March 20, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Might just be

 

I am captivated

enchanted

enthralled

inspired

made hungry

made breathless

made hard

by the hem

of your skirt

as it rides up

high

on your thigh.

 

Moments

like these

make me believe

there might just be

a god.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a couple of years ago, but there are sometimes moments like these ….

Art by Annick Bouvattier

 
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Posted by on March 6, 2020 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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