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Baring Skin

I adore

the soft

slow

sensual

sound

the tongue

of the zipper

makes

tantalizingly

releasing teeth

and baring skin

as you

undo

your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new – but oh that sound ….

Art by Annick Bouvattier

 

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My ways

Art by Victor Bauer

Pretty girls

smile

and flirt

and flatter

but my ways

across the miles

are too dark

for all

but the rarest

most sensual

of souls.

.

.

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Art By Victor Bauer

 

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Not poetry

I have reluctantly realized

thinking of you

and writing your name

in midnight blue ink

on parchment paper

over and over

and over and over

while I whisper

each syllable

does not count

as poetry

though it feels like it

to me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, and still not poetry

Art by Gianni Strino

 
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Posted by on May 6, 2021 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Ripe

Art by Steve Hanks

 

Not until

you are swollen

tumescent

engorged

flushed

full

hot

wet

and slick

is your fruit

ripe enough

sweet enough

and ready

for me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Steve Hanks

 

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High

 

I have been high

on the bottle,

the rich taste of red wine in my mouth

blackberry, cinnamon, tobacco, leather,

Another glass, and another.

And perhaps another.

Until all I know is crimson liquid.

Then brandy or port or absinthe.

Or all three.

Pour me out of a taxi and take me home.

 

I have been high

on acid.

Pills, blotting paper, microdots with happy, hippy names.

Colours bleeding into surfaces into shapes into light.

Music holy with new tones and textures to touch.

The revelations, the meanings, the weird,

finding a new religion in a carpet.

The warm fade and glow

of coming down.

 

I have been high

on adventure,

on exploration, on discovery, the wild, the different, the strange.

On art, on words, on music, on performance, on poetry.

On the strings of my guitar.

On winning, on deals, on negotiation.

On a high-five finish

On landscapes, seascapes, lucky escapes.

On the lights on the harbour twinkling like diamonds

On snow, on ice, on powder.

On that feeling, at the end of the page

when everything

is perfect.

 

I have had

a lifetime of highs

but nothing

absolutely nothing

not a single thing

comes close

to you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not the first time I have posted this. Sometimes one finds a new high.

Art by Hamish Blakely

 
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Posted by on May 4, 2021 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Not his way

She wants him

to follow her

to chase her

to track her

to seek her

to haunt her

to hunt her

to charm her

to pursue her

to stalk her

to seduce her

endlessly.

But she knows

he will not.

However much

he desires her

it is not

his way.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not brand new, yet true.

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on May 3, 2021 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Hesitate

Standing

at the edge

she waits

half hoping

for a gust of wind

a friendly push

or a sudden

twist of fate.

But only she

can decide

whether to jump

or to hesitate.

.

.

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Not a brand new post, but sometimes true

Art by Fabrizio Panattoni

 
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Posted by on May 2, 2021 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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‘Oh’

If I told you

how much

I want you

desire you

ache for you

yearn for you

long for you

need you

to belong to me

body and soul

then your eloquent lips

would form

a perfect circle

as you say

‘Oh’.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not one of my new ones, but I rather like it. Perhaps you will too.

Art by Mihail Korubin Miho

 
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Posted by on April 29, 2021 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Education

She thinks

he may know

all the things

she yearns

to know

about the longing

that whispers

so dangerously dark

inside her.

She is sure

he will know.

She hopes

he will show her.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a new post. But I am a teacher of such arts.

Art by William Oxer

 
 

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Real

I am not a shadow

nor an invention

nor a character created

for a virtual life

to inhabit scenarios

of make-believe

role play

and pretend.

.

I am not a projection

a fantasy

a construction

of someone

I would like to be.

.

I am not just

an avatar

I am corporeal

of flesh and blood

a heart that pumps

a mind that thinks.

A hunger

that burns.

.

And if I should play

a game

in any way

in any context

it is always

for real.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Originally written and posted five years ago. Still flesh and blood.

Art by Jack Vettriano

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2021 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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