My darkness calls her
and she aches
to wrap it around her
to allow it
to absorb her
to swallow her
to capture her
to take her.
.
She longs
to let it enter
her eyes
her mouth
her sex.
.
She yearns for it
beneath her clothes
beneath her skin
to own her body
to own her mind
to own her soul
until she belongs
completely
to me.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic
Art by William Oxer
My darkness calls her
and she aches
to wrap it around her
to allow it
to absorb her
to swallow her
to capture her
to take her.
She longs
to let it enter
her eyes
her mouth
her sex.
She yearns for it
beneath her clothes
beneath her skin
to own her body
to own her mind
to own her soul
until she belongs
completely
to me.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not brand new but undoubtedly true
Art by William Oxer
My darkness calls her
and she aches
to wrap it around her
to allow it
to absorb her
to swallow her
to capture her
to take her.
She longs
to let it enter
her eyes
her mouth
her sex.
She yearns for it
beneath her clothes
beneath her skin
to own her body
to own her mind
to own her soul
until she belongs
completely
to me.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not brand new but undoubtedly true
Art by William Oxer
My darkness calls her
and she aches
to wrap it around her
to allow it
to absorb her
to swallow her
to capture her
to take her.
She longs
to let it enter
her eyes
her mouth
her sex.
She yearns for it
beneath her clothes
beneath her skin
to own her body
to own her mind
to own her soul
until she belongs
completely
to me.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by William Oxer
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
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