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Unfiltered

Art by William Oxer

Such a rare

and elegant beauty

as yours

is not found

on airbrushed

photo-shopped

billboards

or covers

of magazines.

.

Nor in the filtered

special-effect

blurred images

on social media.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on March 20, 2023 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Click

She knows his profile by heart.

She knows each carefully crafted word. She has considered every subtle nuance. She has speculated over any real or imagined hidden meaning. She has painted his image in her mind from the palette of his six-sentence self-description.

She places her hands over her eyes, feeling her palms cool on her burning face..

The fantasy has been with her for as long as she can remember. Sometimes it has lain quiet in the cage she has constructed, curled up like a black-as-night wild cat, sleek and inky, muscular and lean. Other times she has felt it stir, aroused by a word, or an image, or a conversation. Or the unmistakable timbre of command in a stranger’s voice.

Its power makes her catch her breath.

And then there are the times when it becomes hungry. It fills her mind with its presence, it gnaws at her throat, claws at her lower belly, and makes her ache between her thighs.

It is prowling now. She is almost deafened by her own heartbeat drumming in her ears, can hear the noisy rushing of her blood through her arteries and veins, knows her imagination is making her wet. Yet her mouth is dry.

She always believed that she could contain it, repress it, restrain it. That it was her own secret fantasy, her eternal longing, her deep, delicious, dangerous desire. She always believed that her deep, dark, unholy need was forever incarcerated inside herself.

And yet this man …

She stares again at the screen. It fills her room with a pale, bluish, ghostly light. She feels possessed.

A simple click will make contact

Her trembling finger hovers over the keyboard.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

An old post, but I like it.

Art by William Oxer

 
 

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Echoes

Sometimes

I wonder

if there is still

fire

in these ashes

longing

in this darkness

desire

in this soul.

.

Sometimes

I wonder

if the yearning

is over

the hunger

has gone

and only echoes

live on

in these words.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on March 15, 2023 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Perfect moments

Never believe

there is a perfect

moment

that will be

your moment

to use.

.

Something else

somewhere else

someone else

will come along.

.

And the moment

your moment

the moment

you waited for

will have gone

forever.

.

,

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not new but always true

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on March 8, 2023 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Picture on her profile

Art by William Oxer

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

His long finger was arrested in its lazy, languid, bored downwards scroll by her image.

A slight intake of breath. An appreciative lift of the eyebrows. A smile. An impossible sense of recognition.

He did not know her, but she seemed familiar.

He studied her face. The eyes, the mouth, the nose, the cheekbones.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, and leaned forward slightly in his chair.

With his eyes closed he imagined her.  And he could picture her completely in his head.

He guided the cursor and clicked the ‘follow’ button.

Her picture on her profile.

It began with that.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not new, but I like it

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on February 22, 2023 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Curious

The more

she knows

about him

the more

she reads

about him

the more

she learns

about him

the more

curious

she becomes.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not new – but I like it

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on January 9, 2023 in D/s, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Name

Before I knew you

your name

was just

another name.

.

Now

when I see it

or hear it

or read it

or write it

I cannot help

but catch

my breath.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on December 2, 2022 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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That secret

That secret.

That wild

dark, erotic

sexual fantasy.

The one you conceal

from everyone.

The one you hide

from yourself.

That secret.

.

That secret

is what attracts me

like a magnet

compels me

like a drug

draws me

moth to flame

makes me yearn

for you

to release it

just for me.

That secret.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Written a few years ago. I like it, so another airing. And because you have a secret.

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2022 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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She is drawn

She is drawn

to my dark religion

reads my words

like they are holy

and feels

a heavenly ache

between her thighs.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not brand new writing, but she is drawn

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on November 16, 2022 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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Whatever I do

Music and writing

acting and directing

Pilates and exercising

rambling and hiking

exploring and skiing

reading and watching

eating and drinking

driving and meeting

dressing and showering

sleeping and waking

whatever I do

I cannot stop thinking

about you.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Not brand new. But whatever I do …

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on November 6, 2022 in Poetry, romance, Still Life

 

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