Picture on her Profile

 

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

His long finger was arrested in its lazy, languid, bored downwards scroll by her image.

A slight intake of breath. An appreciative lift of the eyebrows. A smile. An impossible sense of recognition.

He did not know her, but she seemed familiar.

He studied her face. The eyes, the mouth, the nose, the cheekbones.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, and leaned forward slightly in his chair.

With his eyes closed he imagined her.  And he could picture her completely in his head.

He guided the cursor and clicked the ‘follow’ button.

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

The photograph is obviously of the incredibly talented and very lovely Lana Del Rey. For many reasons she, and this picture, were perfect as an illustration for the post at the time. It is used without permission, but I am sure she will not mind.

I wrote this three years ago. And I have repeated it around this time each year since. For no other reason than I like it, and new readers might like it also. Perhaps regular readers will not mind the repost.

 

Approval

She studies herself

in the full-length mirror.

She knows that he cannot see her, does not see her, may never see her.

Yet she turns through a three hundred and sixty degrees, Aware of her breasts beneath the shirt, her arse and her thighs, tight in her jeans, the way the morning light touches her skin.

She runs her hands through her hair and lets it fall.

She hopes he likes the way she looks.

And though his eyes may never find her

She still seeks his approval.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a year ago. Reposted because I can.

Photo of talented and lovely singer/songwriter Lana Del Rey, taken from Pinterest, provenance unknown. If you own copyright I will remove or credit.

 

Musical

 

I love music

It has been a constant joy throughout my life.

And my tastes are eclectic

Dirty, raunchy rock.

Desperate, yearning, aching blues.

Bold and brassy soul.

Eloquent, erudite jazz,

Opulent, rich, passionate opera.

Clever, cool classical.

Brave new country

Hypnotic trance,

Inspired indie,

Vibrant african,

Gorgeous arabic,

Magical South American,

Fiery, Spanish flamenco,

Tortured French torch,

Powerful Portuguese Fado,

Earthy English Folk,

I love all kinds of music

Most of all.

I love music that reminds me of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

First posted this time last year.

Portrait of Lana del Rey – provenance unknown

 

 

Picture on her profile

 

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

His long finger was arrested in its lazy, languid, bored downwards scroll by her image.

A slight intake of breath. An appreciative lift of the eyebrows. A smile. An impossible sense of recognition.

He did not know her, but she seemed familiar.

He studied her face. The eyes, the mouth, the nose, the cheekbones.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, and leaned forward slightly in his chair.

With his eyes closed he imagined her.  And he could picture her completely in his head.

He guided the cursor and clicked the ‘follow’ button.

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

The photograph is obviously of the incredibly talented and very lovely Lana Del Rey. For many reasons she, and this picture, were perfect as an illustration for the post. It is used without permission, but I am sure she will not mind.

I wrote this two years ago. But it feels like a good time to repeat it. And perhaps apt.

 

Injection

 

 

 

The rain flecked dark

has pressed itself

against the window.

 

The last brave leaves

are clinging

to hidden trees.

 

I play Lana quietly

over and over

in this lonely hotel room.

 

I roll up my sleeve

and bare the heart

I wear there.

 

Tightening the tourniquet

swelling the vein

mainlining

another cyber injection

of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Johnny Popkess

I first posted this a year ago based on an earlier tweet I had made on Twitter. I hope you can bear the repost.

 

Yayo

Another of the songs I like but you may not know.

Except that if you know Lana Del Rey, you will know this.

I am a great admirer of Miss Del Rey. She has a style all of her own. Her lyrics are evocative, clever, witty and often deeply moving. And at times exquisitely submissive. Her music is quite unique. I have been enchanted by her since her early YouTube postings.

In addition she has a face that I think I might have fallen in love with. And I am not a man for celebrity crushes.

I could have chosen any song. But I have selected this one because there is almost no better music for a sexually submissive soul to dance to for her Master.

It was recorded, I believe, way back in 2008 and, while she has improved in every sense since then, this one turns me on. It is raw, languid,and sexy.

.

.

Yayo written and performed by Lana Del Rey

Blog post © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photograph of Lana Del Rey © Billboard magazine (I think, but if not, please let me know)

 

Approval

She studies herself

in the full length mirror.

She knows that he cannot see her, does not see her, may never see her.

Yet she turns through a three hundred and sixty degrees, Aware of her breasts beneath the shirt, her arse and her thighs, tight in her jeans, the way the morning light touches her skin.

She runs her hands through her hair, and lets it fall.

She hopes he likes the way she looks.

And though his eyes may never find her

She still seeks his approval.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo of talented and lovely singer/songwriter Lana Del Rey, taken from Pinterest, provenance unknown. If you own copyright I will remove or credit.

 

 

 

 

Musical

I love music

It has been a constant joy throughout my life.

And my tastes are eclectic

Dirty, raunchy rock.

Desperate, yearning, aching blues.

Bold and brassy soul.

Eloquent, erudite jazz,

Opulent, rich, passionate opera.

Clever, cool classical.

Brave new country

Hypnotic trance,

Inspired indie,

Vibrant african,

Gorgeous arabic,

Magical South American,

Fiery, Spanish flamenco,

Tortured French torch,

Powerful Portuguese Fado,

Earthy English Folk,

I love all kinds of music

 

Most of all.

I love music that reminds me of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Portrait of Lana del Rey – provenance unknown

 

 

 

Picture on her profile

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

His long finger was arrested in its lazy, languid, bored downwards scroll by her image.

A slight intake of breath. An appreciative lift of the eyebrows. A smile. An impossible sense of recognition.

He did not know her, but she seemed familiar.

He studied her face. The eyes, the mouth, the nose, the cheekbones.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, and leaned forward slightly in his chair.

With his eyes closed he imagined her.  And he could picture her completely in his head.

He guided the cursor and clicked the ‘follow’ button.

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

The photograph is obviously of the incredibly talented and very lovely Lana Del Rey. For many reasons she, and this picture, were perfect as an illustration for the post. It is used without permission, but I am sure she will not mind.

I wrote this a year ago. But it feels like a good time to repeat it

 

Injection

 

The rain flecked dark

has pressed itself

against the window.

 

The last brave leaves

are clinging

to hidden trees.

 

I play Lana quietly

over and over

in this lonely hotel room.

 

I roll up my sleeve

and bare the heart

I wear there.

 

Tightening the tourniquet

swelling the vein

mainlining

another cyber injection

of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

The photo is Lane Del Rey, stolen from her web page. I am sure she won’t mind.