Sunday, October 05, 2025
RANDOM MICROPOETRY BY DONOVAN BALDWIN - OCTOBER 5, 2025
BY DONOVAN BALDWIN
we discovered sin
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| Donovan Baldwin |
in dark beside the bay
teens beneath the moon
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drawings of lovers
living out their fantasies
lines intersecting
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too damn old you see
for feelings my heart contains
dreams of yesterday
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been thinking of you
wonder if you think of me
wishing that you would
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what sins have you done
that i haven't done myself
living and loving
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those "heathen idols"
nakedly expressing truths
we cannot admit
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always with respect
even when we both consent
to exceed love's bounds
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Expeditions on unexplained shores.
Seeking to open locked doors,
Chasing her dreams
For the pleasure it brings,
Heather Amaro explores.
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my darkness within
inner scars, still bleeding wounds
eternal injuries
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before sleep takes me
i remember holding her
naked bodies joined
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those exciting nights
my lover revealed to me
pleasures of desire
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if you love ignore
body shape and skin color
meaningless metrics
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arms around my neck
binding me to panting breast
her mouth seeking mine
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but would she kiss him
creature from another time
or just love his words
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she touches my words
but never has she touched me
i'll wait like always
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he spills poetry
all over her naked mind
like cold words on skin
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no kisses for me
no eager feral fondling
nor cries of content
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sexy fully clothed
it's never what she's wearing
but how she wears it
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rosebud's nymph
rising casting off its veils
delicate but proud
reaping her tiny fig
plucking tiny fruit to taste
among sweet juices
breathlessly explore
up and down her little hill
along its ridges
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i stoop to admire
her mysterious jewel
among pastel folds
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her words appearing
just above love's horizon
warm pastels of dawn
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If I may speak so bold,
My ears will never be cold
Laying back on the bed,
Your thighs round my head,
As my tongue explores each fold.
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poet at his best
a god creating eden
adam to his eve
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sweet dreams or nightmares
hold my hand demand my arms
however you feel safe
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words upon her skin
dripping as if heated wax
delicate places
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