Addiction

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over-bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog and Twitter will recognize one of my favourite poems. I wrote it thirteen years ago in strange circumstances.
Posted again because sometimes one becomes addicted …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

Addiction

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over-bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it twelve years ago in strange circumstances.
Posted again because sometimes one becomes addicted …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

Addiction

 

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over-bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it eleven years ago in strange circumstances.
Posted again because sometimes one becomes addicted …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

Addiction

 

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it ten years ago in strange circumstances.
Posted again because sometimes one becomes addicted …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

Addiction

 

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it nine years ago in strange circumstances.
Posted again because sometimes one becomes addicted …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

I wear black

 

Every time

your eyelids close,

a soft meeting

of long lashes,

I mourn the covering

of your beautiful eyes,

even if only

for the moment

you blink.

.

When you sleep

I wear black.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Omar Galliani

 

 

Seed

 

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

 

Addiction

 

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide-eyed

and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it eight years ago in strange circumstances.
These addictions never stop …

 Art by Rainer Auger

 

Sheet

Sometimes

she is so taut with desire

that the touch and caress

of the sheet

brushing against her naked skin

causes her to catch her breath

bite her lip

and slide her hands

between her thighs

aching for release.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Steve Hanks

 

Addiction

Addiction

.

The uncaring night will take me

And oppress me with its heat.

Leave me wide eyed and sleepless

In a tangle of tortured sheets.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The over bright dawn will find me

And burden me with its hope.

Leave me confused and restless

Tied up tightly in my own rope.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

.

The relentless day will trap me

And unsight me with its glare.

Leave me wandering and helpless

Your distance has stripped me bare.

.

Since you became my addiction

I have wanted no one else.

Only to see you dance before me

I have longed for nothing else.

 

© 2009 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Past readers of this blog will recognise one of my favourite poems. I wrote it seven years ago in strange circumstances.
These addictions never stop …

 Art by Andrew Atroshenko