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Guessed

 

She has always kept

her fantasy,

submissive and dark,

as her best kept secret,

even from herself.

 

She is surprised

and aroused to find

this distant stranger

has already guessed.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 

 
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Posted by on June 14, 2017 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Days

 

There will always be

good days

bad days

joyful days

sad days

wild days

dark days

quiet days

golden days

but they will never

be the same

as the days

with you.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 
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Posted by on May 2, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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I touch myself

Art by Marcos Beccati

 

Another of my ‘tracks I like but you might not know’

It is entitled ‘I touch myself’ and is by Australian band Divinyls (fantastic name) and was recorded in 1990. I believe they were big in their home country, but to be honest I know little more about them than what can be found on Wikipedia.

However, this song, which is their biggest hit, I adore. From the opening guitar it is one of the sexiest pieces of rock music I have ever heard. I have listened to it many times over the years and it never loses its power to make me smile.

The lyric is not the greatest poetry, but it says what they wanted it to say.

I touch myself

I love myself, I want you to love me
When I feel down, I want you above me
I search myself, I want you to find me
I forget myself, I want you to remind me

I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you, I touch myself
Ooh, I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

You’re the one who makes me come runnin’
You’re the sun who makes me shine
When you’re around, I’m always laughin’
I want to make you mine

I close my eyes and see you before me
Think I would die if you were to ignore me
A fool could see just how much I adore you
I’d get down on my knees, I’d do anything for you

I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you, I touch myself
Ooh, I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

I love myself, I want you to love me
When I feel down, I want you above me
I search myself, I want you to find me
I forget myself, I want you to remind me

I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you, I touch myself
Ooh, I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

I want you
I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you, I touch myself
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ah ah ah ah oh ah

etc etc

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Song written © Amphlett, McEntee,Kelly and Steinberg, and performed by Divinyls

This post © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 
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Posted by on March 4, 2017 in Music

 

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Since before

 

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I have wanted you

since before I saw you

since before I watched you

since before I admired you

since before I desired you

since before I knew

that one day

you would belong to me.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 

 
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Posted by on January 11, 2017 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Her Secret

 

 

 

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It is her secret.

It always has been

Ever since she can remember. The longing. The desire. The ache.

A deep sexual yearning to lose control. To abandon her free will to the pleasure of another.
And in doing so find her own glorious, magical, delicious release.

Sometimes, in her private moments and when she allows herself, she has the scenarios in her head. Scripted and endlessly rehearsed, she plays them in a bold, burning, breathtaking loop. Fantasies and fetishes that leave her wasted and wet as she allows them to wash and lap over her.

Other times it is a jumble of words and images, of instruction and discipline, obedience and compliance.
Of being watched.

Of her body being used and pleasured. Stroked and caressed, kissed and pinched, slapped and whipped, licked and scratched, nibbled and teased.
And of being restrained.

And of fingers, and lips, and toy after toy. And his tongue and his cock. All used expertly, creatively, unrelentingly,

She has told no one

Until now.

Until him.

It is their secret

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

I wrote this two years ago. And I thought ‘why not post again for those who were not reading me then?’ I hope regulars can excuse the indulgence.

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2016 in D/s, Erotica, Still Life

 

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Almost

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I am the angel

on your left side

almost protecting you

from my devil

on your right

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 

 
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Posted by on November 6, 2016 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Retrace

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When I retrace my steps

through light and dark

through lost and found

through women and girls

through masterpiece and fake

through beauty and pretty

through lovers and strangers

through shadows and dancers

they always lead back

to you.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 
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Posted by on October 4, 2016 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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