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A belief

 

I do not believe

in astrology

fortune tellers

oracles

tarot cards

religions

predestination

or fate.

 

But I do believe

we had to meet.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Apt

Art by Rob Hefferan

 

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2020 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Greater danger?

 

Is your beauty

more dangerous

to me

than my words

are to you,

and will we

ever know

for sure?

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 
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Posted by on January 6, 2020 in Uncategorized

 

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Ruined

 

You have ruined

my box of words.

None of them

are good enough.

None of them

are adequate.

None of them

can do you justice.

 

My nouns

are neutered,

my adjectives

are absent,

my verbs

are without value.

 

I have run out

of metaphors

similes

and superlatives.

 

You have ruined

my box of words.

How can I

describe you now?

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but probably relevant.

Art by Steve Hanks

 
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Posted by on January 5, 2020 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Connections

 

There are meetings

connections

and conversations

that seem full of portent

full of promise

full of premonition

unusual and special

from their very first breath.

 

Yet there are others

that appear innocent

with no significance

or implication

or intuition

until much later

when hindsight shows us

how momentous

those inauspicious

innocuous moments

really were.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new, but always true

Art by Dan Witz

 
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Posted by on January 4, 2020 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Geometry

 

Your curves

your contours

your angles

your lines

your form

your figure

your shape.

 

I adore

your sublime

geometry.

,

,

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on January 3, 2020 in Uncategorized

 

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Dark Priest

Dark Priest

 

I will be your dark priest.

You will confess your most intimate, most sensual,  most erotic, most sexual desires.

You will confide your deepest hidden sacred secret wishes,

your yearning, your lust, your longing.

You will tell me your wildest darkest decadent fantasies.

I will make them pure.

I will make them holy.

I will make them real.

I will give them flesh.

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Originally written this time four years ago. But I do like it.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photograph taken from Pinterest. Provenance unknown. Please let me know if yours and I will credit or remove.

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

 

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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.

.

.

© 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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