Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

How many moments of desire?

What magic power do you exert,

Over the passage of poet's hand?

Without awareness, you have caused

Hours of creativity, and quiet sadness,

As one who loved you held his tongue,

Pouring his love into poetry

You admired but did not know

Was meant for you.

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started as a kiss

became her teeth on my neck

oral tradition

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exposed self to all

and drenched by seminal words

a poet was born

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friction summoned flames

hidden below her surface

waiting to be wanted

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consulting desires

as she selects tonight's toy

evening's entertainment

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kneeling supplicant

attitude of worship

muffled orisons

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sweet pacific sprite

sharing secrets in a smile

and poems she likes

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secret she can't see

doesn't know she's beautiful

and so i tell her

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pelting of raindrops

fingertips on naked skin

arousing tattoo

she stretches arches

an offering to nature

and her lover's touch

raindrops and fingers

causing body to tingle

with desires for more

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her body love's storm

lightning flares within her breast

erupts as pleasure

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brought me her secrets

and that night we unwrapped them

trying each one out

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bring me your secrets

in the darkness of the night

we'll see how they fit

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look and you'll see me

night's lightning my lantern

as i look for you

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recalls the moment

when she became immortal

in the words he wrote

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aching in her loins

so painful her eager tips

in need of love's touch

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he did not touch her

in her mind memories did

what happened was real

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i cannot keep you

i'll give you wings teach you to fly

if only you'd stay

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pursues ecstasy

lips open as sighs escape

the body she's freed

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a voluptuous world

golden orgasmic sunsets

sensuously folded flower petals

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how it's always been

no one's ever wanted me

always been alone

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was it the candlelight

glow illuminating love

made me dream to much

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yes love passed me by

but the muses gave me words

for my tortured soul

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it's so odd you know

life dedicated to love

yet never been loved

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you cannot imagine

how that sweet smile of yours

has excited me

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did not mean to shame you

excited by your natural smile

and my desire to kiss you

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By Donovan Baldwin

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