It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic
Art by Wiliiam Oxer
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, erotica, It is not her eyes, poetry, romance, romantic dominant, these dark desires, William Oxer, writing
It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this – yet might be relevant.
Art by Wiliiam Oxer
Tags: beauty, distance relationship, erotica, It is not her eyes, poetry, romance, romantic dominant, these dark desires, William Oxer, writing
It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this – yet relevant.
Art by Wiliiam Oxer
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, It is not her eyes, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, William Oxer, writing
It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this – yet relevant.
Art by Escha van den Bogerd
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, Escha van den Bogerd, It is not her eyes, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this – yet relevant.
Art by Escha van den Bogerd
Tags: beauty, D/s, distance relationship, Escha van den Bogerd, It is not her eyes, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
It is not her eyes
.
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not the first time I have posted this – yet relevant.
Art by Escha van den Bogerd
Tags: beauty, distance relationship, Escha van den Bogerd, It is not her eyes, poetry, romantic dominant, these dark desires, writing
It is not her eyes
It is not her eyes
Shining, wide, innocent.
Nor her sculpted cheekbones
or the perfect crescent
of her smile.
It is not her body
Shapely, soft, elegant.
Nor her breathtaking curves
or the pure paradise
of her skin.
It is not her mind
Clever, sweet, eloquent.
Nor her generous heart
or the brave submissive
in her soul.
It is something
beyond knowing.
A deep attraction
of joy
of wonder
and awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Loui Jover
Tags: D/s, desire, It is not her eyes, poetry, relationships, romantic dominant, sex, submissive, writing
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