You may have had
an ordinary day
wearing ordinary clothes
doing ordinary things
with ordinary people
in an ordinary place
in an ordinary way
but you are certainly
not
an ordinary girl.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written a year ago, and posted here for an ‘ordinary’ girl
Art by Kim English
This is just another
unruly tangle
of words
and desire
a bouquet of longing
from me to you
public poetry
to touch you
privately
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Christopher Clark
Seed
You can try
every cure, every potion, every remedy,
you can erase it with drugs, with sex, with religion
you can cauterise it, crush it, cut it, crucify it,
you can freeze it, forgive it, forget it, fuck it,
you can deny it, defy it, deride it, destroy it,
you can burn it, break it, belittle it, betray it, bury it,
you can hate it, harm it, hurt it, harangue it,
you can trick it, tear it, trap it, trash it,
you can eject it, evade it, evict it, eat it,
you can poison it, persecute it, prick it, prune it,
you can shame it, shatter it, smash it, suck it
you can ruin it, regret it, reduce it, rape it,
you can inject it, intimidate it, isolate it,
you can leave it, lash it, lose it.
You can try
every spell, every enchantment, every charm
you can call in an exorcist,
you can send up prayers
you can summon the devil
you can invoke an ancient curse
you can wear it away, wish it away, wash it away, want it away
you can pretend it never was, never is, never will be
you can try anything and everything
but you will never
ever
be free
of the seed
I planted
in your soul.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Kelly Reemtsen
Written a year ago – but this seed is dangerous whenever it is planted
I am here
when the world conspires
against you.
I am here
on your side
without judgement
without reservation
without qualification
without criticism
without presumption
without disapproval
without condemnation.
I am here
on your side.
I am here
when the world conspires
against you.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Francine van Hove
She has always kept
her fantasy,
submissive and dark,
as her best kept secret,
even from herself.
She is surprised
and aroused to find
this distant stranger
has already guessed.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Marcos Beccari
A shiver.
A delicious, electric, thrilling shiver.
An ice hot sensation rushing from the nape of her neck to the base of her spine.
It hurries to her throat and steals her breath.
It colours her skin with a sudden, rosy, tell-tale blush.
It hardens her nipples as if touched by a kiss
It dances wild across her belly and hips.
It makes her gasp as it tugs at her thighs
It penetrates her sex.
A shiver
Running down her spine
Coming from him.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Yanjun Cheng
A post from three years ago. Yet hopefully it might resonate.
I am happy
keyboard beneath my fingers
a warm sun on my face
seafood on my plate
snow under my skis
hounds at my heels
a log fire in winter
music in my ears
family smiling
a good book
strong tea
red wine
and you.
.
Especially you.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Joseph Lorusso
