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Her body

 

Her Body

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Her body is my playground

A wonderland of curves and lines.

Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.

Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.

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Her body is my canvas

A perfect page on which to paint my words,

to daub my prose,

to  scratch my spidery, inky, dangerous poetry.

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Her body is my church

A hallowed and sacred place

A holy ground on which to worship

And adore.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written five years ago, and repeated a few times.  But you might have missed it.

Art by Omar Ortiz

 
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Posted by on July 6, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Shiver

Art by Yanjun Cheng

A shiver.

A delicious, electric, thrilling shiver.

An ice hot sensation rushing from the nape of her neck to the base of her spine.

It hurries to her throat and steals her breath.

It colours her skin with a sudden, rosy, tell-tale blush.

It hardens her nipples as if touched by a kiss

It dances wild across her belly and hips.

It makes her gasp as it tugs at her thighs

It penetrates her sex.

A shiver

Running down her spine

Coming from him.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Yanjun Cheng

A post from five years ago. Yet hopefully it resonates.

 
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Posted by on July 1, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Something for her

LETIZIA A LA SIESTA

She wishes he would write something for her.

A fantasy of endless, velvet, star-filled skies.

Of a wild, round, luminous moon hanging like a silver lantern. Of a warm, perfumed breeze stroking her hair and tugging gently at her dress.

Of the distant strains of a yearning, lone violin fading and rising through the whispering trees.

Of his hands releasing the pale silk gown from her eloquent shoulders, and it running off her naked body like a caress and falling with a sigh at her feet.

Of her perfect, dangerous, wondrous curves laid out by him on a cool, crisp white linen sheet. Of her arms and legs stretched wide. Of his tongue, his lips, his fingers over every inch of her tingling skin, upon her sensual mouth, her exquisite breasts, and her urgent, swollen, fragrant sex.

Of him filling her with pleasure, with joy, and with himself.

In every way.

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She wishes he would write something for her.

He just has.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Fabian Perez

I wrote and posted this five years ago, and since. Definitely the Romantic side of RD. I am rather fond of it. I hope readers do not mind the repeat

 
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Posted by on June 2, 2019 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Self Portrait

 

 

The camera’s eye blinks

the silent shutter

closing on her image

capturing it perfectly,

a paradise of lines and curves

a heaven of hair and skin

a rapture of pure arousal

posed only for him.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written three years ago. I hope it is worthy of a repost.

Photograph taken from Pinterest, provenance unknown. If it is yours please let me know and I will remove or credit you.

 
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Posted by on May 12, 2019 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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The thought

 

Although she resists

the thought of it

fills her head.

It steals her breath

makes her dizzy

and leaves her weak

at the knees.

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It shivers down her spine

tugs at her belly

and caresses

oh so dangerously

her thighs.

And now

she has thought it

she cannot

un-think it

however hard

she tries.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

First posted three years ago. Sometimes perhaps true?

Photography by Benjamin Askinas. Model: Amanda@FordModelsLA

 
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Posted by on May 11, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Your skin

 

I will know

every

sensual

sexual

soft

seductive

sleek

smooth

silky

secret

centimetre

of your

sacred

submissive

skin.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but such heaven to explore

Art by Omar Ortiz

 
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Posted by on April 16, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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If I could taste you

 

If I could taste you

Just once.

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Your forehead, your cheek, your throat, the nape of your neck.

The pulse place just below your ears that you touch with scent.

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Your chin, your mouth, your lips, your tongue.

Your fingers, your hands, your wrists.

The soft pale inner part of your arm that sees less sun.

 

Your shoulders, your waist, your ribs.

The sculpted indentation of your elegant spine.

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Your breasts, your areola, your hardening nipples

Beautiful and urgent beneath my soft breath.

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Your toes, your ankles, your shins, your calves

The tender place at the back of your knees,

Your thighs, your hips.

The perfect peach

of your immaculate arse.

 

If I could taste you just once.

Pressing my lips to your exquisite sex.

Letting my tongue glide over your delicate folds.

Pressing my mouth to your desire-slick lips.

Teasing your clit with the tip of my tongue.

 

If I could taste you just once.

I would lose my appetite

for all others.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

This not new. Oh, but you ….

Art by Fabian Perez

 
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Posted by on April 11, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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