Tuesday, August 20, 2019
POETRY AND HAIKU BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST19, 2019
I will not fix you,
For you are not broken.
You see yourself that way,
But, I do not.
Bent?
Yes, perhaps.
Battered, bruised...
As we all are to some extent.
Our uniqueness deceives us.
We are different,
Yet, in our unique way,
And, in that way,
We are the same.
-----
forgive my desire
showing me your naked mind
is so seductive
-----
so much fire in you
flames you hide afraid to show
i can feel your heat
-----
your skin upon mine
lovers' natural embrace
body to body
more intimacy
beyond sexual actions
absorbing, sharing
our aching desires
withheld, this moment's pleasures,
gains us ecstasy
-----
naughty lad i am
yet, that's who I am and stay
no fun otherwise
-----
how much do i love?
i would give up even you
to make you happy.
-----
don't mess with coffee
for me just beans and water
a touch of sweetness
-----
aroused by sunrise
turning to your warm embrace
wakening touches
-----
walking hand in hand
hip to hip... our bodies pass
sly loving touches
-----
blinded by beauties
perhaps only i can see
as real as others
-----
with all my senses
your touch, taste, smell, sight, and sound
fill myself with you
-----
For you are not broken.
You see yourself that way,
But, I do not.
Bent?
Yes, perhaps.
Battered, bruised...
As we all are to some extent.
Our uniqueness deceives us.
We are different,
Yet, in our unique way,
And, in that way,
We are the same.
-----
forgive my desire
showing me your naked mind
is so seductive
-----
so much fire in you
flames you hide afraid to show
i can feel your heat
-----
your skin upon mine
lovers' natural embrace
body to body
more intimacy
beyond sexual actions
absorbing, sharing
our aching desires
withheld, this moment's pleasures,
gains us ecstasy
-----
naughty lad i am
yet, that's who I am and stay
no fun otherwise
-----
how much do i love?
i would give up even you
to make you happy.
-----
don't mess with coffee
for me just beans and water
a touch of sweetness
-----
aroused by sunrise
turning to your warm embrace
wakening touches
-----
walking hand in hand
hip to hip... our bodies pass
sly loving touches
-----
blinded by beauties
perhaps only i can see
as real as others
-----
with all my senses
your touch, taste, smell, sight, and sound
fill myself with you
-----
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