Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

 dawn's fingers touching

with warm anticipation...

her blossom unfolds

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where are all my words

to describe the pain inside...

i must free myself

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lets her secrets go

all the pain she's held inside...

and carried alone

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love's warm wine flows

lip to lip we share a toast...

drinking her desires

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a lantern of hope

burning with dreams and desires...

keeps the dark at bay

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his lady on fire

what's a gentleman to do...

but help fan her flames

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bird leaps from her nest

kept aloft on pleasure's wings...

not willing to land

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in his midnight dreams

she becomes a poet's wish...

wearing his best words

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we the sun and moon

in our tiny universe...

lighting each other

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she begs him to write

all the bold unspoken words...

that can mean so much

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our souls decided

that we should make one poem...

of our wants and needs

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she stirs in her sleep

a whisper escapes her lips...

far away i hear

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hid her sins from me

until she knew i loved her...

made her sins holy

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In a quandry of desire,

Seeking to satisfy

Needs so long secret,

Yet, how to fit it in

The love they share

She invites him to

Join her in her

Pleasures, teaching,

Touching, guiding,

Apt pupil he, who,

Quickly learns to

Bring her lessons

To their climax.

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the toys by her bed

set the tone for the evening...

the rules flexible

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Labels: anticipation, love, micropoetry, pain, pleasure, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 4:25 PM