Sunday, October 26, 2025

 

ALONE WITH HER NEEDS, AND OTHER MICRO-POETRY BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, OCTORBER 26, 2025

DONOVAN BALDWIN
alone with her needs
burning in private places
she beats at the flames

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image on my mind
all day i remember how
we wished it to be

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none would understand
our colorful fantasies
in this dull gray world

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i desire to do
the most lascivious acts
as you watch me sin

then you take a turn
giving yourself to others
watching me watch you

sharing our bodies
drinking ejaculations
of bodily fluids

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i just want to know
your so-called sins excite me
all you dare to share

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does she dare reply
even if but with a click
her heart left exposed

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wonder where you've gone
you were here a little while
was i too daring

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i can see your fires
as your secret needs take flame
in burning places

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none ever touched me
or put their arms around me
to make me feel loved

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thought she'd never find
one who understood her love
loved her how she loved

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amidst passion's storm
a hidden orchid blooms
within its own rain

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anoints my body
her consecrated nectar
a blessed giving

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private recital
fingering love's instrument...
such stirring chords struck

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button by button
exposing more than her heart
lifting more than his

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you sit facing me
surrender to titty play
soft orgasmic sighs

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if i could teach you
your sins were not sins to me
but steps to freedom

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drink and breathe i must
eat but have no appetite
love without return

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your tongue licks your lips
as each button comes undone
and a rose appears

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loving you daily
unable to love myself
the way that you do

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we're adam and eve
wandering our own eden
loving endlessly

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torridly tempting
her mind before her body
i had to have both

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how often I've failed
despite my best intentions
and earnest efforts

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speak with your body
name the sins we shall commit
show me how and where

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my hopeless searching
through all of my poetry
hoping to find you

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i have dined with her
her silver nectar flowing
over honeyed treats

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read what i put down
knew at once they were for her
loving words i wrote

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such expressive eyes
i look and make up poems
thoughts i read within

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two impossibly
entwined beneath black rainbows
their bodies on fire

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If you enjoyed this selection of poems by the Fort Worth poet, Donovan Baldwin, you might also enjoy Long Have I Loved You And Other Micro-Poetry


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Saturday, November 23, 2024

 

EROTIC POEM - SHE WARMS HER HAND

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

She warms her hand At the small center of her fire, Fingers stirring flames, Lips in a kiss no one will feel, Heat rising from her touch, Up through belly and breast, Breath coming faster with Each wave of hand and flame, Buds hardened with the heat, About to burst until she Herself quenches her own flames, Calling to whatever god she knows, In gratitude for the storm She created and was allowed to ride.

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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


By Donovan Baldwin

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