I will adore her
Even from a distance.
For she is beautiful, wild, elegant and independent.
I will discover her, I will explore her. I will chart her.
From the fragrant hair on her lovely head to the tips of her painted toes. I will know every inch of her.
I will study her. I will learn her. I will examine her.
In photographs, on video, through audio.
From opportunistic selfies and meticulously planned photos shoots. From impromptu captured moments and wonderfully contrived scenes. I will review the contents of her wardrobe. Her clothes, her footwear, her lingerie. I will dress her up and dress her down. I will strip her naked in a hundred ways and position her in a thousand poses. She will wear makeup or be natural. She will be a fantasy angel or an everyday girl. She will be the dragon queen or the stranger in a bar.
I will know her hair, her eyes, her lips, her nose, her mouth, her skin, her piercings, her ink. I will know her arms, her hands, her legs, her belly, her breasts, her throat. Her thighs, her back, her arse. Her sex.
She will walk for me, move for me, stretch for me, sigh for me, purr for me. She will dance as innocent as a schoolgirl, as bold as a stage act, and as seductively as only a woman who knows she is utterly adored can dance.
And she will be adored. Every smile, every frown, every tear. Every bubble of laughter. Every bone, every muscle, every sinew, every nerve, every fibre, every pore. Every breath.
Every word she speaks or writes.
I will utterly adore her beauty, her body, and her thoughts.
And then, if and when we meet, I will have a map, a plan, a billion pixels of familiar, sensual, heavenly destinations.
An intimate study of a perfect creature. A geography of her.
And I will finally know the pure wonder of finally laying my fingers, my lips, my tongue, my body upon her glorious, gorgeous terrain.
Teasing, testing and thrilling her with my toys.
Filling her with myself.
The virtual becoming real.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Valeri Tsvetkov
I wrote this seven years ago and have posted yearly since. A favourite of mine and a favourite theme. When the terrain is divine ….