Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

Were I Hercules,
Old tired demigod,
Strong enough to dare,
I would defy the gods,
Offer you my protection,
The strength of my soul,
Might of my arm,
Forever...
Guarding and guiding,
You,
Sacred woman,
Most treasured of all,
Who offered yourself to me.

I do so dare,
Eternally.

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Another ad hoc day,
Actions,
Expectations,
Chosen,
Followed on a whim,
For all plans,
Best laid,
Or badly formed,
Are at another's whim,
The gods who manipulate
This wobbly universe,
Causing us to roll and bounce
From proverbial pillar to post,
Leaving bruised egos
To remind us.

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i long to kiss you
though it will never happen
still i keep the dream

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i wish i was there
wherever you are right now
anything with you

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left behind alone
in rows of duplicate days
battling my boredom

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tell me what you want
show me how you want it done
for joint ecstasy

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circle of my arms
strong loving cage within which
we claim each other

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pouring of my soul
loving words burning ichor
glorious madness

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if we could but touch
one contact between our skins
thunder and lightning

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somewhere between words
hidden behind thoughts i've shared
a message for you

if were not for you
many words would not exist
on my life's pages

you are history
and a future fantasy
written about us

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i must love myself
there's no one else to do that
one personal thing

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do you dare to live
fantasies my mind fashions...
mutual pleasure?

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listen to the rain
hear the poetry it speaks
its wordless cantos

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My favorite philosophers and poets
Are often faceless unknowns,
Passed over by experts
Who should know better.
MY favorites lurk within
The clearance bins
Of musty bookstores,
Their words heard by few,
And grateful for the light
I shine on them, as I,
Am grateful for their light.

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Incomplete thoughts:

Aren't they all?

I think to go to a place where more thoughts lead away on multiple paths.

My ADD/ADHD brain recognizes and accepts this, but, many people expect to "arrive" and put down roots.

Much has changed in my lifetime. One constant. Things change.

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i would not do that
not fall in love just once more
as i've said before

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forgive my desire
the sight of your naked mind
is so arousing

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i trust your touches
from your loving hands or mind
i'm open to you

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You look into mirrors,
Eyes gazing at you,
Seeing there a broken self.
I understand your pain
From the blows of life,
But, you are still here,
Still withstanding, and,
Acquiring,
A sculpted elegance
That comes to those
Who stand against the storm,
That IS your unbroken beauty.

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beneath the sunrise
welcoming sunflowers bloom
they cause me to smile

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Copyright August 2019 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: alone, comments, donovan baldwin, haiku, lonely, love poems, love poetry, poems, poet, poetry

I will not fix you,
For you are not broken.
You see yourself that way,
But, I do not.
Bent?
Yes, perhaps.
Battered, bruised...
As we all are to some extent.
Our uniqueness deceives us.
We are different,
Yet, in our unique way,
And, in that way,
We are the same.

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forgive my desire
showing me your naked mind
is so seductive

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so much fire in you
flames you hide afraid to show
i can feel your heat

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your skin upon mine
lovers' natural embrace
body to body

more intimacy
beyond sexual actions
absorbing, sharing

our aching desires
withheld, this moment's pleasures,
gains us ecstasy

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naughty lad i am
yet, that's who I am and stay
no fun otherwise

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how much do i love?
i would give up even you
to make you happy.

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don't mess with coffee
for me just beans and water
a touch of sweetness

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aroused by sunrise
turning to your warm embrace
wakening touches

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walking hand in hand
hip to hip... our bodies pass
sly loving touches

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blinded by beauties
perhaps only i can see
as real as others

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with all my senses
your touch, taste, smell, sight, and sound
fill myself with you

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Say the words you never say
The ones the public
Doesn't know you know...
Hoarsely, desperately rasp them out,
In the passion of the moment,
Instructions,
Desires,
Wishes,
Dreams,
Which the world cannot know,
But a lover can,
And respond,
Fulfilling wishes
In your fantasy world.

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i know she would be
a magnificent lover
if only she dared

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never be afraid
to be your naughty self
i love you that way

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i have no secrets
why hide my true self from you
just know me, love me

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you're desirable...
i must now speak honestly
i want all of you

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touch me with your skin
place kisses on my body
caress me with words

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tell me once i'm yours
desire me for who i am
just say it one time

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love you as you are
but, let's make one simple change
trade your clothes for skin

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look into my eyes
penetrate my mind's secrets
see our same desires

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never seen or touched
yet sexy as hell to me
your stark naked mind

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I don't know how to be
All I want,
All I need to be,
For you,
For myself,
So,
I try to be the best me
That I possibly can
And hope
That's satisfactory...
All I can...
That's what I promise,
I've nothing else.

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my most common dream?
that you sometimes dream of me.
not too much to ask.

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no secrets from my love
sharing all i think, say, do
she and i are one

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from my heart i ask
your loving acquiescence
that we become one

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i dare not touch you
because i'm a gentleman
my flimsy excuse

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tried to find myself
using both hands in public
now under arrest

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i will lift you up
knowing your lowest secrets
proudly loving you

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together, music
my needle within your groove
oh, sweet melody

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all i say or do
is a reflection of love
and you the mirror

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whatever you want
that's what i want us to do
your pleasure is mine

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please touch me right there
i'll take your mind and guide you
for both our pleasures

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i would kiss you there,
then leave some more all over,
make you ask for more

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never seen or touched
yet sexy as hell to me
your stark naked mind

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Labels: desire, donovan baldwin, haiku, love, pleasure, poems, poet, poetry

i want your bare skin
more comfortable to wear
than any clothes you own

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Waves wash over sand,
Erasing footprints we left.
Grass grows up and over,
Covering man made marks
No longer needed
Nor maintained.
Time moves on, and stories
Never quite ending, are made
Of chapters fading into history,
From memory, until all marks
Of their passing fade away.

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you're wearing moonlight
wrapped in my adoring gaze
dancing my desires

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my head on your heart
so absorbed in your being
each part of the whole

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share your fantasy
show me your most secret world
the part i should play

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so desirable
sure it was her prim facade
hiding fires inside

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i gave up on love
then one day i read your words
dared believe again

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building the tension
eyes make love before actions
unconditional

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such ready peaches
succulent fruit needs tending
blushing in ripeness

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make me an offer
one you know i'll not refuse
ask me to love you

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if life's a mirror
let's make love in front of it
reflecting it all

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may i call you mine?
no obligation incurred
just my lifelong love.

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what am i doing?
thinking of you far away
as i do each day.

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miss that thing you do
yes, that, it drives me so wild
your imagined touch

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share your fantasy
show me your most secret world
the part i should play

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my head on your heart
so absorbed in your being
each part of the whole

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why not go inside
not just explore the surface
make love completely

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my words echoing
owls hooting crickets chirping
meaning more to you

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we make love our way
not too much nor too little
just right unrestrained

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cupping your body
bare skin to bare skin embrace
protecting my treasure

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reluctant lover
asking to be made love to
shedding her shyness

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Poems and haiku copyright 2019 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, fantasy, haiku, love, make love, poems, poet, poetry, unconditional

THE TASTE YOU LEFT

You left a taste in me
A flavor that lingers
Surpassing what the mouth
Can only sense.
I want my body to savor
Each moment of desire
Fulfilled by your permitted
Access to all that you are,
Woman to be loved
And remembered
And recalled with
Every sense I possess.

- Donovan Baldwin

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weaving through your hair
my fingers take hold gently
stronger with desire

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show me your blossom
pink petals blooming with joy
sweet nectar flowing

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hot bodies entwined
moonlit skins blend into one
loving creation

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his voice rasps in her ear
tells her plainly his intents
she rises expectant

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may i sin with you
as we join our burning flesh
in love's old embrace?

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we two meant to be
exploring love's boundaries
finding there are none

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nerve endings aflame
seeking gratification
her natural mood

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quivering pleasure, as
she, contorted courtesan
writhes in her passions

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Wish I could write words yesterday,
Several years ago, for you to find,
Clues to who I am, was, will be,
So that when you find me
You will recognize the lover,
Who has dreamed you all these years.

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ardently entwined
delightful intimacy
mutual pleasure

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love should be open,
with admiring respect, not
furtive fulfillment

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take and teach, show me...
guide me.... i will comply with
flexible response

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jaunty old roué
not done with admiration
passing, tips his hat

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what am i seeking?
my pleasure in your pleasure...
my ultimate goal

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intimate assault
her tormented recesses
quickened to release

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penance for my sins
not allowed to fall in love
forbidden desire

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By Donovan Baldwin

Secretly, alone,
You find the sweet spots,
Begin the magic touches,
Wishing,
Wishing my hands were there,

And there,

And there...

Doing that,

And this...

Faster and harder,

And...

Suddenly you realize,
I AM there,
Watching...

Heart pounding you hesitate,
Wondering,
Uncertain,
Ready to feel embarrassed,
Ashamed.

And...

Then I smile,
Sit on the bed beside you,
Run my hand over your body,
Leaving kisses and caresses
On your most sensitive,
Most aroused places...

Whispering of love
And...
How beautiful you look like that...

Encouraging you to continue,
Touching your hand...
Pressing...
Guiding...

Once more you begin,
This time with my touch,
Helping to drive you to the top,
Your fingers moving faster and faster...

I am holding you as your orgasm
Takes over your body,
All your senses,
Causes you to gasp, moan,
Arch your back...
Quiver...
Shiver with the pleasure
Sweeping through you,
Letting it all take you

As I watch...

Holding you,
In my loving arms...

Holding you...

As you snuggle comfortably against me...
Happy and content at last,
That I, your lover, felt it all
Know it all,
Has seen it all,
Has shared it all...

And...
Loves you for letting me in.

Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic poem, female masturbation, love poem, poem, poetry

intimate lover
delicate and jubilant
shamelessly urgent

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her bursting hips poised
captive to breathless pleasure
of his probing tongue

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it's not your technique
which drives me beyond the edge
but passion revealed

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sated butterfly
colorfully sipping at
succulent blossoms

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At last, in her poet's lair,
She explores, seeking more,
Beyond the weaver of words,
Lover she's only known in dreams.
She finds guns and knives,
Statues and souvenirs,
A silent pocket watch,
Worn pocket knife,
Older than his hands,
Photographs of unmet family,
Other times, other places,
Forgotten glories,
And medals pinned upon an old faded uniform,
Pictures of young men with that look,
Knowledge of impending doom,
Books, art, flowers,
His soul kept in boxes.

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waiting to be one
breathless anticipation
poised for pleasure

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Dance for me,
Step from the memories,
The dusty dreams
Never quite fulfilled
Yet so strong with
You, the lover from
Some other age
And ancient tale
Who once danced
The sacred dance
Which ended in
Mad embraces
In the reeds
Beneath
An understanding moon.
Dance like that once more.

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Copyright 2019 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, haiku, poems, poetry

By Donovan Baldwin

I know well,
This dark fire of which
Rostand did speak.
It burns without burning, flames
Dancing to a music only certain
Mad poets hear, blinded by
The dark dark fire
Which burns so high
Warming body and soul
To blazing fevers that signal
A special kind of illness,
That never quite ends,
And can never be healed
On earth.

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By Donovan Baldwin

I, poet, shore walker,
Beachcomber, seeker of shells,
In their iridescent nacre,
Wind listener, hearing tales,
Translating the ciphers of zephyrs,
Whispers from another world,
Told to me in trust,
To be passed on to you,
So we may share,
Many daring adventures, and,
Other thrills of life.

- Donovan Baldwin
#poem #poetry

Labels: beachcomber, life, nacre, poem, poetry, shells

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