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Drifting

 

It is a soft, still afternoon.

It is slowly stirring from the morning’s drab dullness.

The light is becoming pale honey.

There is bird song floating in through the open window, bleating of sheep, a distant dog barking somewhere beyond the trees, horses hooves nearby.

I live in the country. Trees and hedges, narrow lanes, small ancient villages, a patchwork of fields that are home to sheep or cows or are yellow with rape, green with wheat or blue with flax.

Sometimes I feel far from the world.

It is easy to drift.

Like today.

I have practised Pilates, I have meditated, I have drunk tea, eaten fresh bread, and sighed at the world on the web.

I am now tapping out words which will somehow, magically, weave themselves into sentences, paragraphs, chapters, a then a book.

But still, it is easy to drift.

And to let myself think of you instead.

Wearing a simple summer dress that kisses your curves perfectly.  Your hair is free, your smile warm, your eyes laughing. Your beauty makes me sigh. And smile.

My fingers leave the keyboard.

I close my eyes and breathe you in. Across the miles. You fill my mind.

Your presence inhabits me.

There is nothing here but you.

It is a soft, still afternoon.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

 

 

 
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Posted by on June 10, 2020 in Poetry, 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 five years ago – but it is a time for dresses – and removing them

 

 
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Posted by on June 5, 2020 in Erotica, Poetry, 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.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

Written four years ago – but it is a time for dresses – and removing them

 

 
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Posted by on May 20, 2019 in Uncategorized

 

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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.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

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

 
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Posted by on May 18, 2018 in Poetry, 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.

.

.

© 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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Suspended

Art by Vladimir Volegov

I have left a kiss

suspended soft

in the warm air

of this quiet afternoon

to gently brush

your perfect lips

when you pass by.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

 
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Posted by on June 4, 2016 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Summer Dress

Art by Vladimir Volegov

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.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

Written a year ago – but it is a time for dresses

 
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Posted by on May 18, 2016 in Still Life

 

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There is a woman

Art by Vladimir Volegov

There is a woman.

She walks this earth.

I have not met her, although I once came close. I have barely seen her, though glimpses have thrilled me. I have never spoken to her, although I swear I can hear her sweet accent in my head. And in my dreams.

I do not know her perfume but her scent thrills me. I have not touched her but can almost feel her skin beneath my finger tips. I have not looked into her eyes, but feel light-headed at the thought.

I have not owned her, but the hunger to do so consumes me.

There is a woman.

She walks this earth.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Vladimir Volegov

This is by no means new. At least two years old. But I like it very much.

 
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Posted by on March 23, 2016 in Still Life

 

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