Saturday, September 21, 2024

 

I HAVE LEARNED FROM SAINTS, AND OTHER ORIGINAL POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 9, 2024

I have learned from saints

And from my own sins

Injuries and aches

A part of life we endure

On the path to

Becoming ourselves


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between cloth and skin

she will gladly let him in

her private playroom


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amazing inner burst

that which is release to her

flowing from her body


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the love i've given

so much i've lavished and lost

never to be returned


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did you really love

or simply need me to love

pretend mine was ours


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what most will say

to make you believe they love

will be changed later


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what i said i'd do

the way i said you would be loved

is what i will do


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reached the end of love one day

learned that i still had more to give

even to those who never loved me


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mortal man of pain and love

met a goddess of love and pain

and each made the other whole


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so often you've appeared

in guises of many women

whom i loved and watched

as you've walked away

leaving me wondering

if and when and how you

would truly manifest


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savory as sea water

sensual as seasonal tides

stroking our senses


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you're not asking sins

just a partner to explore

pleasure's many paths


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inner sun warms her

her juices begin to flow

as his dawn rises


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afraid of that first step

she grasps his hand for support

safely uncertain


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my hand grasping yours

you dare to submit yourself

to loving desires


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touch of lips and tongue

bringing her sweet bloom to life

with its' crystal dew


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how your beauty shines

desires polished and refined

by love's many touches


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too long others' toy

a moment of salvation

handed her own heaven


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a room with a stranger

kinky secret thing she did

remembered forever


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that's a lovely smile

although it's not meant for me

i'm glad i saw it


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i didn't need a yes

as long as there was maybe

i was willing to stay


By Donovan Baldwin


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Tuesday, September 17, 2024

 

WHEN HER DESIRES FRIGHTEN HER, AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 7, 2024

she sometimes must hide

when her desires frighten her

then he brings her home


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controls your body

holds your hands above your head

you accept his gift


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she floats in poems

a penetration of words

find their way inside


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bare shoulders to me

lips and fingers on your neck

kisses at your throat


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take time for beauty

not all poems come from pain


By Donovan Baldwin


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Friday, August 23, 2024

 

YOUR PASTEL PAGES AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 1, 2024

Your pastel pages

Fluttering beneath the pen,

Pearlescent ink barely seen,

Underlining and marking,

The curves and folds,

Of the delicious flower,

Precious cup from which

Poet drinks his wine.


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tastes words one by one

as they drip my mouth to hers

become poetry


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look into your eyes

imagining the thoughts you hide

behind quiet fire


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life's greyscale rainbow

yesterday a happy day

today sad shadows


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no longer restrained

released from one set of bonds

gives herself to him


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never saw your face

yet i know you're beautiful

your words have told me


never touched your skin

yet I've left words written there

by your gentle hand


never heard your voice

yet i know sighs in the dark

have followed my words


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your kiss saps my strength

your embrace restores my youth

i need both to live


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serving me coffee

wearing my pajama shirt

carefully unbuttoned


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why you can't love me

i'm too old and you're so young

i just want you happy


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She put on a show about sin

Delightfully uncovered skin,

She showed him the way

Nice girls shouldn't play,

And then she invited him in.


-- Donovan Baldwin



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