Thursday, February 12, 2026
POETRY - NEATH HER HEATED SKIN
BY DONOVAN BALDWIN
neath her heated skin
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| DONOVAN BALDWIN |
glowing needs burst into flames
at his hands' passing
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that first sudden gasp
involuntary response
before ecstasy
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not the man i was
yet i'm still the boy inside
who was taught to love
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she's in the shadows
figure barely viewable
reason that i write
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life's been a battle
victories followed by loss
yet again i rise
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What vintage this vision,
Apparition from another time,
In nicely naughty lingerie?
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Upon time's staircase,
A vision descending,
Past made present
Real or fantasy?
Une courtisane
En déshabillé
Seductive,
Sensuous
Forever.
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princess kiss this frog
close your eyes and just pretend
he's young and handsome
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dreamt you held my hand
our palms touched fingers entwined
love within my grasp
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her sweet voice a whisper
as in solitude we meet
my muse comes to me
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my words are sweetmeats
nuances that she can taste
mouth watering sins
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never enough words
my touches would tell you more
how i look at you
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inner flames flicker
anticipation's embers
desires set afire
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appears a moment
not certain if i'm watching
but i am and smile
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hair brushes my skin
a most delightful caress
intimate places
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if i could hold you
bring the rest you desire
the peace you deserve
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sadness upon me
for a place i cannot go
love i cannot hold
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why bother with dreams
they'll only make you long for
things that are not real
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was that you my love
whose sighs gasps and moans echoed
states of arousal
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i waited for you
scattering poems about
to lead you to me
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so long awaited
the infinite ecstasy
only passion rules
in her love's embrace
goaded by his caresses
and her own desires
now beyond the edge
she completely surrenders
to mindless pleasure
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she stands transparent
clad in vintage vestiges
accenting her art
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clear over the hills
ancient song which summons me
trade my sword for pen
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she is of shadows
blushing blossom hides between
shafts of sunlight
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bare shoulders are hot
you in my unbuttoned shirt
your waking up face
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the things you have done
things you still desire to do
have made me love you
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i'm old like ironsides
but better give me some space
i love to pinch butt
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she's so tightly wound
a light breeze across her skin
brings desired release
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she needs no restraints
he promises to use her
ways she can't resist
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spread yourself for me
expose intimate secrets
beg me to use you
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touched for a moment
with our words and images
igniting desires
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glistening with dew
this her succulent flower
her pastel orchid
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down upon her knees
prepared to give him pleasure
she pleases herself
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told me of her sins
many pleasant memories
sound so much like mine
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stretched taut gasping breaths
awaiting passionate words
scrawled upon her skin
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if only she knew
how long my soul searched for her
to know where she was
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heart wildly beating
blushing she reveals herself
no secret hidden
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she said they were sins
i told her they were virtues
she saw things my way
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living life alone
often felt invisible
but knew he saw her
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explored together
the freedom of their bodies
depths of their desires
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words held to her breast
she recalls how they had felt
as they entered her
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a moving shadow
old memories remembered
beauty recalls ruins
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posy of poems
gifting valentine's bouquet
where she is the rose
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some might call them sins
loving acts her heart demands
he adores her for
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loving acts she does
her innocent seductions
a holy woman
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in her rituals
reenacts their lovemaking
to the same climax
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clutching in her hands
secrets she has promised him
soon to be revealed
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more than mere shadow
this portrait of a woman
revealing secrets
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i see you've been here
evidence of interest
i wait patiently
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she can't stay away
comes to read each word he writes
he can't stay away
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yes she has explored
hidden hallways of desire
in her search for self
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secret stash of books
and forbidden implements
we love to play with
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hand in hand she led
to where desires were hidden
revealed one by one
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to show him what he seeks
lifts her shirt
in a titty flirt
just some tempting peeks
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a darker rose blooms
cinnamon petals with dew
to lure her lover
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memories of youth
aging poet trapped within
with his dying words
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oft of you and me
sometimes strangers sometimes friends
i will write of love
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bares body and mind
most intimate permission
loving thoughts and touch
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so proudly exposed
no longer invisible
bared within his words
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If you enjoyed these poems by the Fort Worth poet, Donovan Baldwin, you might also enjoy Fall In Love Again, and Other Poems.
Labels: donovan baldwin, erotica, love, poems, poetry
Friday, December 26, 2025
POETRY: WORDS WARM INSIDE HER
BY DONOVAN BALDWIN
words warm inside her
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| DONOVAN BALDWIN |
his poems flooding through her
intimate pleasures
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she is a blank page
place to place intimate words
skin absorbs touches
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an ancient poet
body old but mind still young
writes of memories
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down upon her knees
hums love's ancient song
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afraid to respond
show he's written of her sins
she'll commit again
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kiss upon her neck
bare chest pressed against bare back
arms embracing her
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within a dreamscape
where the wraiths of words wonder
muse and poet roam
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how shall i touch you
take my hand and guide me dear
places you desire
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not her breast or thigh
but the truth her heart reveals
her mind matching mine
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cuddling naked
exhibition of bodies
felt rather than seen
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sunlight and shadow
meditates among branches
in nature's embrace
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mantra of lifetimes
my heart first whispered your name
in some ancient past
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button says a lot
that one you left unfastened
our private pleasure
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babe at the nipple
extracting parents' essence
for body and soul
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goddess on the wing
the niké of samothrace
embodied woman
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give her everything
even the sins she desires
protect her from harm
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inner shards quiver
as she begs to be shattered
crystal entreatments
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what's done in secret
as she recalls the last time
they were together
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after destruction
unintentional phoenix
rekindling herself
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smiles her sweetest smile
honestly presents her love
strongly seductive
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just beyond my reach
wisps of a departing dream
the end of each night
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my words will move you
and will be adored by you
like i never will
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my days are over
my actions have become words
time's wind blows away
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smoke from distant fires
ancient fables on the wind
touch the wild within
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Likes to show off her thighs.
A sight that catches my eyes.
I love all her muscle,
As she shakes her bustle,
Exciting my butterflies
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burning with passion
desire's heat softens her heart
a candle melting
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pulsing with desire
i can see her through my words
her hot blood glowing
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Come, let me hold you, darling,
Hold you tight in my arms.
Come, let me hold you, darling,
As I gaze upon your charms.
Come, let me hold you, darling,
Through each night into the day.
Come, let me hold you, darling,
Never let you go away.
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she never leaves me
like beatrice to dante
my eternal muse
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bereft of gown and glow
appearing in her angelic form
offers herself as heaven
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gracefully gliding
delightfully feminine
seductively swirling
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reasons sometimes go
yet the memories remain
becoming reasons
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her two lips sweet words
i weave them into poems
written with kisses
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If you liked these poems, you might also enjoy the essay The Art Of Acting Old, by Donovan Baldwin.
Labels: donovan baldwin, erotica, love poems, poems, poetry, romantic poems
Sunday, October 20, 2024
YOUR FAVORITE TOYS, AND OTHER POEMS, BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 11, 2024
your favorite toys
stashed with your erotica
for your private times
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those wonderful words
that strip away your outer garb
leaving you naked
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no single person
can catch all the love that spills from me
too much love is lonely
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time to time pauses
remembering the poet
who's kept her secrets
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touching an orchid
eyes and fingers follow curves
wet with loving dew
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herculean task
displaying feelings with words
instead of kisses
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words took you with them
on that journey poets know
while i waited here
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never spoke a word
yet he screamed to her of love
from the written page
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while the world fails me
deep within my wicked dreams
you and i make love
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one treasured moment
let's look at one another
and call it foreplay
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she's much respected
socially acceptable
her flames well hidden
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you have changed my world
with real words imagined smile
yourself as you are
Labels: donovan baldwin, erotica, foreplay, love, orchid, poems, poet, poetry, secrets
