Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

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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