Monday, December 01, 2025
VENUS HAS BEEN BORN, AND OTHER POEMS, DECEMBER 1, 2025
BY DONOVAN BALDWINDONOVAN BALDWIN
Venus has been born,
Beauty emerging from sea,
Ocean's salt liqueur,
Heralds the birth of goddess,
And the lust she shall invoke.
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accompany you
through dens of iniquity
where we share our love
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spank me she whispers
lays herself across his lap
awaits her reward
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she won't hide from me
for our secrets are the same
needing to be shared
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she suspects i watch
her body starts to tremble
knowing whet i see
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brings him his belt
naked ass exquisite pleasure
she begs him for pain
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The daughter of Anne Boleyn,
Elizabeth first was so thin,
Her twenty-one inch waist,
So tightly was laced,
With a corset to squeeze her in.
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coiled about us
bindings made of love and lust
and silken desires
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on quivering skin
his invasive syllables
find their within
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sharing her pleasure
open to the world she walks
her mission is love
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she'd not dared to show
intensity of desires
that he'd praise her for
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ebony her hair
with gray cursive curls within
halo of passion
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caress on my skin
like a flowing summer breeze
touching all over
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lifetime of giving
among people who just take
till almost empty
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pierced by passion's spear
body burned by constant flames
swallows love's liqueur
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hands on trembling pen
together we write of love
cursive lines that burn
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sin has not scarred her
good and bad created her
this woman you love
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greeted a stranger
welcoming him to her land
where all could share love
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poems to someone
"beautiful and far away"
in hopes she reads them
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She stared into the night. So many secrets. So many hidden things. So much condemnation when she revealed herself. Then she met the poet. His words seemed not only to absolve her, but to praise the intensity of her loving spirit. Hesitantly, she revealed secret by secret, sin by sin... and he listen. He smiled. He nodded. He spoke quietly, "You're safe to be yourself. You're with me, now," and she felt the chains break and the cage doors open.
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dips into her pool
creates ripples of desire
over her lips' edge
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she craves the big sins
the i have done it all sins
with him at her side
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carefully she kept
collections of fine pleasures
he had shared with her
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face behind the face
a demon or a beauty
which is hiding whom
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my lover disrobes
a mature mortal woman
a goddess dancing
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finely tuned pleasures
internal vibrations
crystal arias
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make me no excuse
bring me your joys and sorrow
to share together
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anthem aria
words of a forgotten song
poem on the night
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Now I don't want any drama,
Because I have ordered a llama,
It comes from Peru,
And in a week or two,
I'll be a proud llama mama.
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If you enjoyed these poems by the Fort Worth poet, you might enjoy his essay, Living Like A Slave In The Modern World.
Labels: Anne Boleyn, donovan baldwin, Elizabeth, erotic poems, Fort Worth poet, love poems, poems, poetry
Sunday, October 26, 2025
ALONE WITH HER NEEDS, AND OTHER MICRO-POETRY BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, OCTORBER 26, 2025
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Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic poetry, Fort Worth poet, love poems, micro poetry, poems, poetry
Saturday, November 23, 2024
EROTIC POEM - SHE WARMS HER HAND
Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic poem, Fort Worth poet
Friday, September 06, 2024
YOU IMPRESS ME, AND OTHER POEMS, BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 5, 2024
You impress me...
The way your words
Carry the tactile message
Of body to body,
Tongue to tongue,
The taste of the inner you,
Drippings of desire,
Gathered in licking kisses,
Shared without shame
In the form of poetry,
For the moment,
A liquid feast for lovers,
Bound to taste the most
Intimate messages
Beyond words.
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eternal question
what is it like to be loved
don't know the answer
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i've never seen you
yet how beautiful you are
your words bear witness
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tied to her poet
lashed by her own desires
the freedom she seeks
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aria amour
beautiful ecstatic song
bursting from within
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withholding pleasure
until she can wait no more
achieving climax
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never enough words
so we choose another way
with hugs and kisses
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a night of whispers
stories told by stroking hands
with ecstatic sighs
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beautiful her song
the way she pulls each note forth
as her fingers strum
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no one to save me
on the slippery road through hell
that others call life
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smiling her soul ablaze
for her poetic arsonist
who loves to watch her flames
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wanting you to be you
not put on a show for me
sexier that way
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wonder who i am
for i belong to no one
and none will claim me
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dancing in the rain
she's filled with liquid music
raindrops notes on skin
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she's sexy when wild
so unladylike and free
as eve might have been
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in the lonesome night
i await your messages
though my hopes grow dim
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who used whom i ask
which was humiliated
left trembling alone
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a poet's subject
once marked she lived on
ever immortal
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this poem's gentle
the next wildly erotic
you will be in both
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words those moving things
that found their way inside her
touching her pleasures
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poetry brings her
to a sort of ecstasy
at the tips of words
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yet though i will dream
dream is all it will remain
in which you visit
Labels: contemporary, donovan baldwin, erotic verse, Fort Worth poet, literary works, love, poems, poetry, romance
