Choose

I send a kiss

across the miles

for you to choose

where it lands,

for you to feel

my lips

my breath

my desire

my longing

my lust

upon your gorgeous skin.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a newly written post, but you can choose.

Art by Ryan Swallow

 

Every inch

I sense you.

I feel your warmth, hear your breathing. I catch a hint of your scent. I can almost taste your skin.

Your presence seems close. Sensual, delicate, compelling, submissive, heavenly.

I imagine touching your face, your throat, your naked shoulders, your exquisite breasts.

Owning you. The thought thrills me beyond measure.

I will know you completely.

Every word, every breath, every smile, every sigh, every fantasy, every curve.

Every inch of your perfect body.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Omar Ortiz

This is not new. I wrote and first posted it eight years ago. But sometimes it just feels right to post it.

 

This flame

Sometimes

this flame

attracts

the curious

the flirtatious

and the bored.

.

Seldom

this flame

attracts

a rarity

to be captured

directed

and adored.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

‘Like’

There is no

‘Like’

I long to see

bestowed

upon this untidy

inelegant

tangle

of random words

more fervently

more ardently

more deeply

than yours.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new but true

Art by Dan Witz

 

Beautiful thief

You are a beautiful thief

You steal my time

You steal my balance

You steal my attention

You steal my concentration

You steal my sleep.

You are a beautiful thief.

You take my breath away.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

Written around this time some years ago. But there is sometimes such a thief about…..

 

Permission

She knows

for him

she will do

all the good

bad

dark

sensual

erotic

forbidden things

she has always

wanted to do

but needed

both permission

and instruction.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new post, but a true one.

Art by Talentbek Chekirov

 

Words

Today I have

words to write

words to read

words to learn

words to sharpen

words to hone

words to borrow

words to follow

words to choose

words to lose

but the best

of words

I save

for you.

,

,

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

Dizzy

Dizzy with desire

she trails her fingers

from the hollow of her throat

over the yearning ache of her breasts

down the sweet mound of her belly

and between her parted thighs

to her slick and swollen sex.

She imagines they are his fingers

finding her hungry

and wet.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Serge Marshennikov

I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.

 

Dissolve

His words

softly touch

her secret

sexually submissive

soul

and her fears

and inhibitions

slowly

silently

dissolve.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by William Oxer

 

She has it

He adores women.

Their curves, their elegance, the softness of their silky skin. The way their bodies sway when they walk, Their sense of humour, their warmth, their generosity, their clear, incisive intelligence.

He adores their hair, their eloquent eyes, the hallowed velvet of their throat, the aching sensuality of their thighs.

He adores their femininity, their courage, their balance, their insanity. The way they talk so intimately amongst themselves.

He adores their resilience, their vulnerability. their anger, their passion, their truth and their lies.

He adores their motherhood, their sisterhood, their sainthood, He adores their independence, their sociability, their ability to survive.

He adores the fact that he finds them all so desperately, outrageously fucking sexy.

And yet there is something. Something that turns adoration into hungry desire.

Something intangible, wild, expressive, beautiful, endearing, submissive, strong and utterly mesmerizing that compels him. Something that captivates him completely.

She has it.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by Francine van Hove

I originally posted this eight years ago.  It is my hymn to women in general. Although when it was written it may well have been for one in particular. And who knows, it might even be for one now.