Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By Donovan Baldwin

each small step chosen
with most intimate intent...
she dances to me

the dance part of her
in each movement and each look...
so naturally

these ancient movements
arising from within her...
from cave to condo

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ripened by nature
matured with age and knowledge
this loving woman

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poetry and wine
most arousing bedfellows...
for one or a pair

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So many blues
Looking over the bay,
As a storm moves in,
Sky and water,
Clouds and horizon
Its own mixture
Of moving steel
Separating
Ocean,
Earth, and
Heaven
From each other,
While part of all.

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i touch each old tree
recording remembering
boyhood manhood life

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gaze into my life
alone i array myself
in armor i need

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i hear the night wind
old friend come with messages...
your words as whispers

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performing artist
hands and lips deftly at work...
me her masterpiece

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i would tuck you in
whispering bedtime stories
softly in the dark

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begins with a look
then her touches and kisses...
arousal begins

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Art: Painting, Seductive Dance by Louis Icart

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