Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

it's so transparent
the gown i picture you in
i can see your love

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As poet I have neither
Morality or scruples
Time nor direction
Nor other limiting
Dimensions which
Constrain or restrain
For I must put down
Naked emotion and desire
In trust that each reader
Will understand my
Poetic lusts
And forgive me
My innocent sins.

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place my words on you
guide them instead of my hands
to give you pleasure

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and if she craves more
still has not been satisfied
i'll be there for her

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i decorate you
most immodestly in ways
to inflame desires

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our eager bodies
tangled within silken sheets
let's sin together

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between our touches
beneath tender caresses
we become lovers

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how feral it feels
this desire for your touches
hot animal pleasure

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old lips not cold lips
loving experienced hands
and a well trained heart

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you ripple through me
unending force of nature
blending our beings

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I left you alone too long,
Too lonely alone too long,
And coming home,
I found you did things
Without me.
And I was
Embarrassed,
Afraid I had hurt you,
But, you looked at me,
Invited me to join you,
And I did,
And you did it alone
Together with me,
And I never left you alone,
Too long again,
Because it was more fun
Doing it with you,
Everything.

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dance of your blossom
entices this humble bee
craving your honey

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