Friday, December 26, 2025

 

POETRY: WORDS WARM INSIDE HER

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

DONOVAN BALDWIN
words warm inside her
his poems flooding through her
intimate pleasures

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she is a blank page
place to place intimate words
skin absorbs touches

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an ancient poet
body old but mind still young
writes of memories

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down upon her knees
hums love's ancient song

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afraid to respond
show he's written of her sins
she'll commit again

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kiss upon her neck
bare chest pressed against bare back
arms embracing her

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within a dreamscape
where the wraiths of words wonder
muse and poet roam

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how shall i touch you
take my hand and guide me dear
places you desire

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not her breast or thigh
but the truth her heart reveals
her mind matching mine

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cuddling naked
exhibition of bodies
felt rather than seen

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sunlight and shadow
meditates among branches
in nature's embrace

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mantra of lifetimes
my heart first whispered your name
in some ancient past

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button says a lot
that one you left unfastened
our private pleasure

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babe at the nipple
extracting parents' essence
for body and soul

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goddess on the wing
the niké of samothrace
embodied woman

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give her everything
even the sins she desires
protect her from harm

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inner shards quiver
as she begs to be shattered
crystal entreatments

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what's done in secret
as she recalls the last time
they were together

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after destruction
unintentional phoenix
rekindling herself

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smiles her sweetest smile
honestly presents her love
strongly seductive

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just beyond my reach
wisps of a departing dream
the end of each night

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my words will move you
and will be adored by you
like i never will

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my days are over
my actions have become words
time's wind blows away

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smoke from distant fires
ancient fables on the wind
touch the wild within

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Likes to show off her thighs.
A sight that catches my eyes.
I love all her muscle,
As she shakes her bustle,
Exciting my butterflies

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burning with passion
desire's heat softens her heart
a candle melting

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pulsing with desire
i can see her through my words
her hot blood glowing

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Come, let me hold you, darling,
Hold you tight in my arms.
Come, let me hold you, darling,
As I gaze upon your charms.

Come, let me hold you, darling,
Through each night into the day.
Come, let me hold you, darling,
Never let you go away.

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she never leaves me
like beatrice to dante
my eternal muse

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bereft of gown and glow
appearing in her angelic form
offers herself as heaven

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gracefully gliding
delightfully feminine
seductively swirling

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reasons sometimes go
yet the memories remain
becoming reasons

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her two lips sweet words
i weave them into poems
written with kisses

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If you liked these poems, you might also enjoy the essay The Art Of Acting Old, by Donovan Baldwin.

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