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Waiting instruction

 

She finds herself

waiting

aching

longing

yearning

for his explicit

instruction,

for the certainty

of his control,

knowing the way

her body

will respond

with an urgent spike

of naked desire.

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Not new, but sometimes relevant.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on April 21, 2018 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry

 

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Saying your name

 

I keep saying

your name

over and over

because I adore

the taste of you

on my lips,

the feel of you

in my mouth,

the shape of you

on my tongue.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 
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Posted by on March 3, 2018 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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What is it like?

art-by-william-oxer

 

What is it like?

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What is it like to be with her

hearing her words

knowing her dreams?

What is like to be hers?

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What is it like to be closer

stroking her hair

holding her body?

What is like to be there?

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What is it like to be inside

feeling her skin

parting her thighs?

what is like to be in?

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©  the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

This poem, written by me in my teens, often pops into my head.  Of course, I have no idea what I am thinking about that suddenly brings it to mind…..  Smiles

But here it is – recited by a much older, but sometimes still very inquisitive, me.

Not the first time I have posted it

 
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Posted by on February 26, 2018 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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I am not an artist

 

I am not an artist.

I have not the talent

the commitment

the creativity

or the eye.

 

I am not an artist

but I will paint

your beauty

and body

in words

so you can read

how much

I adore you.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 
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Posted by on February 18, 2018 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Must be a word

 

There must be a word

for that strange feeling

(disturbing

yet flattering)

you experience

when you know

someone

(possibly beautiful

potentially a thief)

has been quietly

discreetly

steadily

(over days

and months)

reading their way

through your blog.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 

 
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Posted by on October 3, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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Her secret

 

He is her secret

she swallows

the thought of him

and feels the tug

inside

the constant

hungry presence

between her thighs

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Posted this time last year, but I like it.

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on September 11, 2017 in Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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A thousand kisses

 

As I look

at your photograph

I imagine

gently lifting your chin

with the tips

of my long fingers

and placing

a tender kiss

in the perfect

scented hollow

of your elegant throat.

 

In my mind

it is the first

of a thousand

more kisses

to brush

and touch

and taste

and caress

over and over

every single inch

of your exquisite

skin.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

A year old – but a thousand kisses at the ready.

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on September 2, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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