Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
Oh to be there
tangled
in those sheets
your back pressed
against my chest
my hands
cupping your breasts
my face buried
in the storm
of your hair
inhaling deep
and overdosing
on the heady scent
of you
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written two years ago but oh, what an overdose you would be
Art by Serge Marshennikov
She knows
if he touches her
now
near or far
word or caress
she will catch fire
and burn
ignited
by his poetry
set ablaze
by his fingers.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a couple of times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
Oh to be there
tangled
in those sheets
your back pressed
against my chest
my hands
cupping your breasts
my face buried
in the storm
of your hair
inhaling deep
and overdosing
on the heady scent
of you
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written a year ago but oh, what an overdose you would be
Art by Serge Marshennikov
Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I posted this a year ago. But felt it could cope with a repost.
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
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