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Something for her

LETIZIA A LA SIESTA

She wishes he would write something for her.

A fantasy of endless, velvet, star-filled skies.

Of a wild, round, luminous moon hanging like a silver lantern. Of a warm, perfumed breeze stroking her hair and tugging gently at her dress.

Of the distant strains of a yearning, lone violin fading and rising through the whispering trees.

Of his hands releasing the pale silk gown from her eloquent shoulders, and it running off her naked body like a caress and falling with a sigh at her feet.

Of her perfect, dangerous, wondrous curves laid out by him on a cool, crisp white linen sheet. Of her arms and legs stretched wide. Of his tongue, his lips, his fingers over every inch of her tingling skin, upon her sensual mouth, her exquisite breasts, and her urgent, swollen, fragrant sex.

Of him filling her with pleasure, with joy, and with himself.

In every way.

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She wishes he would write something for her.

He just has.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Fabian Perez

I wrote and posted this three years ago, and since. Definitely the Romantic side of RD. I am rather fond of it. I hope readers do not mind the repeat

 
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Posted by on May 31, 2017 in Erotica, Still Life

 

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Summer Dress

 

I see you

in a summer dress.

Thin straps on elegant shoulders. Your breasts captured sweetly. The curve of your hips caressed. Your arms and legs beautifully bare.

The hem high on your thighs.

Your hair is caught and stroked by the soft, warm breeze. Your skin is kissed by the friendly sun.

Your gorgeous eyes are shining.

Your smile is heavenly.

Yet you are shy

as the dress falls

like a cotton sea

at your feet.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

Written two years ago – but it is a time for dresses

 
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Posted by on May 16, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Light

 

There is

no golden sunlight

no silver moonlight

no glittering starlight

no following spotlight

no revealing headlight

no flickering strobe light

no intense searchlight

no romantic candlelight

more illuminating

more compelling

more beautiful

than your light.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photograph by Jeremy Shane

 

 
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Posted by on May 14, 2017 in 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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It matters

 

It matters

The way the light of a new day slides past your blinds and illuminates your perfect skin in creamy, honeyed light.

The sound of the radio that keeps you company at breakfast. Calling you to dance and to sing in your, soft, sweet voice.

The traffic that has you tapping the steering wheel with impatience, wishing you had left ten minutes earlier. When you could have. When you should have.

The work that binds you, sometimes satisfying, but always making you wish you could be some place else.

The smile you get when your phone buzzes with someone you love.

The way you stretch in the late afternoon sun, and tie back your hair and briefly close your beautiful eyes.

The evening, wrapping itself around you, comforting you, relaxing you. Your shoes kicked off, feet tucked beneath.

The night. Sleep eluding you. Your fears and demons and sorrows tormenting you. Until exhaustion comes to stake its claim.

I hope your dreams are wonderful.

Because it matters.

It matters to me.

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 © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written two years ago. But it matters.

Art by Thomas Saliot

 
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Posted by on May 1, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Back home

 

‘I think it is time,’

he smiled sadly

collecting up

his battered notebook

black pen

dark cloak

sad guitar

and half empty bottle,

and kissing her forehead,

‘for me to go

back home.’

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© the author writing a Romantic Dominant

Photograph of Johnny Cash. Source unknown.

 

 
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Posted by on April 28, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Trust

 

I would take

the poison apple

knowingly

from your lips

into my own mouth

and trust in you

to kiss me awake

in a hundred years.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this last year. It was based on one of my own tweets. I rather like it, so have posted again.

Art by Evelina Ladzinska

 
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Posted by on April 14, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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