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Your touch

Art by Marcos Beccari

 

From a distance

across oceans

borders

mountains

cities

I will lay

your hands

upon you.

 

In your touch

I will be a lover

a poet

your Master

a stranger

the devil

a holy man.

 

I will be the name

in your mouth

the cry

on your lips.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

(Written a year ago)

 

 
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Posted by on August 12, 2017 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Filling my summer

Art by Marcos Beccari

Filling my summer

 

The days have lengthened out,

strung from the first stirrings

of tireless birds woken by dawn

to the dark shapes of bats,

soundlessly haunting the dusk.

 

My body has stretched out,

relaxed by the light filled hours,

touched warm by the sun’s rays

and moving easy to the music

of you

filling my summer.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

I wrote this about two years ago. It is summer here (in its usual pale, damp, dull English way) so the poem has emerged once more.

 
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Posted by on August 7, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Who can explain?

 

Who can explain

attraction

admiration

connection

appeal

fascination

infatuation

enchantment

desire

captivation

temptation

seduction

lust.

 

Who can explain

the magnetism

that draws me close?

 

Who can explain

any of it?

I just know

you turn me on.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 
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Posted by on July 12, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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She wears it

 

She wears it on a Sunday

It is her day without rush

without fuss

without the crush

of the train.

 

She wears it on Mondays

and on Tuesdays.

and on the other busy

weary,

sometimes teary,

sometimes blue days.

 

She wears it on the grey days,

the wet days,

the tired days,

the can’t wait to get home days.

The days when the sky

feels heavy.

The days when it rains.

 

She wears it on the good days

when she has songs

in her head,

glorious certainty

in her step,

and a smile

on her face

which everybody

returns.

 

She wears it on the special days

the high days

and the holidays

the friends days

the family days

the soaking up the sun days

the feeling like a goddess days.

 

She wears it

every day

without exception

or omission.

 

She wears it

every single day,

for me.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

 

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on July 10, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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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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