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Hears her sigh

 

She runs her hands

over her breasts

her belly

her hips

and her thighs.

 

She imagines

her fingers

to be his,

 

He hears her sigh

across the miles.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a new post, but I hear her sigh.

Art by Matt Abraxas

 
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Posted by on January 1, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Dance for me

 

Dance for me.

Like a goddess

like a Muse

like a slave

like a lover

like an angel.

 

Dance for me

as you have never

danced before.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Victor Bauer

 
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Posted by on December 31, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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The one

 

Heaven__s_a_lie____by_helionn

He knows no other way

It is simply who he is. The way he has always been.

His earliest erotic fantasies were of control. And of damsels in distress.

And yet also of goddesses and worship.

He loves women. With respect. With admiration. With a deep and endless desire.

He needs to adore and to be adored.

Over the years he has taught himself to be a Master of exquisite pleasure and delicious pain. He has known beauty, sensuality and submission beyond words.

But now winter tugs at his coat. He has become lined and grizzled, etched and silver.

The night is long. And his fire burns low.

Yet there is a light. Innocent, pure and holy.

Could she be the one

the one

the one.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this in December a few years ago, and have repeated it before at this time of year. I think I was perhaps feeling a little weary/melancholy when I first penned it. Smiles.

Photo/Art by Helionn on DeviantArt

 
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Posted by on December 31, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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I remember a girl

Art by Louis Jover

I remember a girl

She was beautiful.

She had that look I wanted to capture somewhere in my memory and keep safe. To bring to mind when the world is dark and against me. When I need to believe in something wonderful and pure.

I remember a girl

She was beautiful

She had eyes to become lost in, cheekbones like sculpture, and a mouth that would be beyond paradise to kiss. Her hair shone lustrous and liquid. When she threw it back over her elegant, naked shoulders I caught my breath.

I remember a girl

She was beautiful

She smiled at me as she danced. She was sensual and sexy, yet shy and uncertain. She moved with untutored natural grace, her body riding the rhythm. A paradise of curve and line.

I remember a girl

She was beautiful

But nowhere near

as lovely

as you.

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I wrote and posted this the first time four years ago. She isn’t as lovely as you. Smiling.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Loui Jover

 
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Posted by on December 30, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Blessing and a curse

 

Art by Loui Jover

There are a hundred reasons.

Perhaps more.

Why you might long to be sexually owned.

Some might keep you awake at night, clenching your thighs with dewy desire.

Some might be so dark you can barely tell yourself, let alone confide in someone else

Some might have you desperately wishing your lover understood the nature of your need.

Some might have you scouring the internet for images of restraint. pleasure and pain.

Yet one thing is certain.

If it is true, and raw, and deep.

If it is an ache and a longing that seems to have been there even before the budding of your breasts.

If it is a yearning that leaves you breathless, desperate and wet contemplating its almost holy fulfilment…

Then the wanting will never, ever leave you.

No matter how hard you try to drown its insistent voice.

Or how often you indulge its persistent power.

It is a blessing

and a curse.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Louis Jover

I wrote this time of year five years ago. I thought it might stand another airing

 
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Posted by on December 20, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Despite the distance

 

Despite the distance

I can hear your breathing

I can smell your scent

I can feel your heat

I can whisper your name

I can taste you

I can watch you dance.

 

Despite the distance

you belong

to me.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new. But true.

Art by Paulo Cabral

 
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Posted by on December 18, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Wild storm

 

If only

I could inhale

the warm fragrance

of your throat

and bury my face

in the wild storm

of your hair.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on December 8, 2019 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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