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.
.
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.
.
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 eight years ago, and repeated a few times. But you might have missed it. And your body is my playground …
Art by Omar Ortiz
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, erotica, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romance, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written seven years ago, and repeated a few times. But you might have missed it. And her body is my playground …
Art by Omar Ortiz
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, erotica, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romance, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written six years ago, and repeated a few times. But you might have missed it.
Art by Omar Ortiz
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, erotica, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© 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
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, erotica, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romantic dominant, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written four years ago, and repeated a few times. But you might have missed it.
Art by Omar Ortiz
Tags: a blindfold and a rope, beauty, D/s, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written three years ago, and repeated. But you might have missed it. And her body is a playground.
Art by Omar Ortiz
Tags: beauty, distance relationship, Her body, Omar Ortiz, poetry, romantic dominant, sex, these dark desires, writing
Her Body
.
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
.
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.
.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Rob Hefferan
I wrote this two years ago. But you might have missed it.
Tags: D/s, desire, gift of submission, Her body, poetry, Rob Hefferan, romantic dominant, sex, writing
Her Body
Her body is my playground
A wonderland of curves and lines.
Of sweet breasts and urgent nipples.
Of rolling hips and elegant thighs.
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.
Her body is my church
A hallowed and sacred place
A holy ground on which to worship
And adore.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Henry Asencio
I wrote this a year ago. But you might have missed it.
Tags: a notebook of spidery poems, desire, gift of submission, Henry Asencio, Her body, poetry, romantic dominant, sex, writing
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
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