Berries

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not new, but it is that chilly time of the year.

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

Berries

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not new, but that time of the year

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

Berries

 

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but that time of the year

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

Berries

 

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but that time of the year

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

Berries

 

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but that time of the year

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

It hurts

 

I want you.

in ways I have written a thousand times

and yet make me hard when I apply them to you.

.

I want you

in countless, endless fantasies,

stacked in towers of gorgeous film reels in the dark corners of my mind.

.

I want you

in visions of breathtaking pleasure and exquisite pain,

stripped and tied and teased and touched and tortured and adored.

.

I want you

so fucking much

it hurts.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Willi Kissmer

Not new – written three years ago – but sometimes relevant

 

 

Berries

 

Outside

in today’s cold wind

I could not help but think

of you

bound with rope

your exquisite nipples

proud and erect

and as hard

as unripened berries

perfectly defined

against the material

of your dress.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

It hurts

 

I want you.

in ways I have written a thousand times

and yet make me hard when I apply them to you.

.

I want you

in countless, endless fantasies,

stacked in towers of gorgeous film reels in the dark corners of my mind.

.

I want you

in visions of breathtaking pleasure and exquisite pain,

stripped and tied and teased and touched and tortured and adored.

.

I want you

so fucking much

it hurts.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Willi Kissmer

Not new – written two years ago – but sometimes relevant

 

Draws me

Your submission

draws me

like a bee to honey

moth to flame

iron to magnet

vampire to blood.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Willi Kissmer

 

 

It hurts

I want you.

in ways I have written a thousand times

and yet make me hard when I apply them to you.

 

I want you

in countless, endless fantasies,

stacked in towers of gorgeous film reels in the dark corners of my mind.

 

I want you

in visions of breathtaking pleasure and exquisite pain,

stripped and tied and teased and touched and tortured and adored.

 

I want you

so fucking much

it hurts.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Willi Kissmer

Not new – written a year ago – but relevant