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, November 02, 2025
CAME TO ME NAKED, AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, NOVEMBER 2, 2025
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Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic poems, poems, poetry, sexy poems
Saturday, August 24, 2024
SOME SECRET PICTURES AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 2, 2024
some secret pictures
taken from a secret place
reveal her secrets
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her hands harvesting
summer rains of her desires
her lover arrives
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man seeks to return
to the font from which he sprang
taste its salt sea tang
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she has found her place
within my mind's wild pleasures
necessary to them
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your body my page
skin quivers beneath my pen
as words come alive
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gasp of excitement
words like eager butterflies
fill her with pleasure
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from its hidden place
she selects a pleasure toy
and one of his poems
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a story for her
rousing and erotic tale
she has often dreamed
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always at her side
he helps explore her dark desires
the fuel for her fires
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as lace revealed her
she recognized the woman
she was meant to be
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two starving lovers
savor a feast of amour
their private banquet
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i remind myself
i'm too old to feel this way
yet again i do
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aloft upon your gale
soar as slow and steady winds
erupt into a gale
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left so far apart
best stars of the universe
different galaxies
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last scrap covering falls
steps naked into her new love
adventure awaits
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what's me without you
how empty would be my shell
if i can't have you
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Original Poetry By Donovan Baldwin
Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic poems, love poems, love poetry, poems, poetry, romantic poems
