Exchange

 

I will give you

roses without thorns,

certainty without caveats,

adoration without qualification,

admiration without limit

in exchange

for every gorgeous

wondrous inch

of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this five years ago. It is perhaps a hymn of my dark D/s religion

Art by Mark Spain

 

Dancers

 

My dreams

are often filled

with shadows

thin echoes

sad whispers

fading ghosts.

 

But sometimes

they are filled

with dancers.

 

Beautiful

elegant

sensual

dancers.

 

Perhaps tonight

you will dance

for me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this a year ago, but I like it, so I have posted again

Art by Mark Spain

 

 

Instant addiction

 

You are that

utterly intoxicating

completely breathtaking

totally electrifying

first try

single fix

immediate hit

raw rush

heavenly high

instant addiction

I never knew

existed.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new post – but sometimes, rarely, one becomes instantly addicted

Art by Mark Spain

 

Imagine a girl

 

Imagine a girl.

She is young. Yet still a woman.

Imagine a girl

She is dancing.

Her hair is a dark storm cascading over her shoulders and down her back. It is wild and wayward. It frames her lovely face with waves and curls. Her expression is serious as she concentrates on the music.

Yet when she smiles it ignites the room.

Imagine a girl.

She is dancing.

Her body is a paradise of lines and curves. Her shape is slender but not thin. She is exquisitely proportioned, poised and peachy perfect. Her movements are sensual, sexy, and subtle.

She knows how to move. But shedding her clothes is new.

Imagine a girl

She is dancing

She is dancing to Lana Del Rey ….

I do not have to imagine her.

She is dancing for me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Mark Spain

I wrote this almost exactly five years ago. But I really like it, so here it is again.

 

Exchange

 

I will give you

roses without thorns,

certainty without caveats,

adoration without qualification,

admiration without limit

in exchange

for every gorgeous

wondrous inch

of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this four years ago. It is perhaps a hymn of my dark D/s religion

Art by Mark Spain

 

Dancers

 

My dreams

are often filled

with shadows

thin echoes

sad whispers

fading ghosts.

 

But sometimes

they are filled

with dancers.

 

Beautiful

elegant

sensual

dancers.

 

Perhaps tonight

you will dance

for me.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Mark Spain

 

 

 

Instant addiction

 

You are that

utterly intoxicating

completely breathtaking

totally electrifying

first try

single fix

immediate hit

raw rush

heavenly high

instant addiction

I never knew

existed.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new post – but sometimes, rarely, one becomes instantly addicted

Art by Mark Spain

 

Exchange

 

I will give you

roses without thorns,

certainty without caveats,

adoration without qualification,

admiration without limit

in exchange

for every gorgeous

wondrous inch

of you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this three years ago. It is perhaps a hymn of my dark religion

Art by Mark Spain

 

Instant addiction

 

You are that

utterly intoxicating

completely breathtaking

totally electrifying

first try

single fix

immediate hit

raw rush

heavenly high

instant addiction

I never knew

existed.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a brand new post – but sometimes, rarely, one becomes instantly addicted

Art by Mark Spain

 

Seed

 

I planted

the smallest seed

of a fantasy

in her mind

and fed

and watered

it carefully.

 

Now it has grown

rampant

and wild

and she is

prisoner

to its abundance

and intoxicated

by its heady

dangerous scent.

.

.

A post from this time last year. These seeds can be dangerous. But delightful.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Mark Spain