Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

you are creature of magic

dancing in my dreams

skirt flares about you

naked legs so happily

molten in moonlight

excited cheeks flushed

your gaily panting bosom

promises on your skin

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daughter of no king

nor elfin sprite of legend

my mystic woman

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words about her wrists

naked to his sentences

lashed by poetry

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proudly she displays

secrets no one else may see

shameless in her love

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no maidens thank you

old poet warmed by matron muse

finds the sweetest words

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she turned me away

because she was too perfect

all i ever desired

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have you spotted it

what i wrote for you today

a smile on my lips

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she's got a secret

sweet gentle teddy bear

ferocious in bed

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came into my life

making me reveal myself

then she disappeared

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birth until today

no one's ever wanted me

words perhaps not me

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sometimes remembers

all the times that he was spurned

the one time he wasn't

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of all the women

only one ever loved me

one i left behind

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of beasts of the earth

useless sort of animal

this poet creature

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best done in private

this form of masturbation

writing of poems

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erotic poet

an amateur botanist

exploring orchids

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private festival of oral arts

delicious confections whipped up

sweet berries and dripping cream

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untroubled angel

in my arms as sin begins

sweet demonic grin

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first in our family

so odd he's a poet

try to ignore him

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intense the image

rainbow flaming black and white

stripped of its colors

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my one true lover

the woman who reads my words

knows that they're for her

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she seems innocent

and perhaps in ways she is

also sensual

both personas stunning

visible in poetry

which betrays her soul

fires that burned within

needs and wants they failed to grasp

love that caused her pain

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i'll not bother you

until you've invited me

back into your arms

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sweatshirt and flannel

believe me YOU are sexy

it's not the clothes dear

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boots and mini skirt

and that sassy walk of hers

smile over her shoulder

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A soldier, a poet, an adventurer, yet how boyish he seemed in sleep. She looked at him and rolled up in her blanket, the saddle for her pillow. As she drifted off to sleep, he woke, looked at her... a soldier, a poet, and adventurer... how angelic she looked in the moonlight... the memory of their lovemaking flooded his mind and body... and he loved with a love he could never speak.

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ready for adventures

my body can longer handle

but i don't give a damn...

let's do it, baby

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i pretend you care

vut no one has ever before

why on earth would you

By Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic, love, poems, poetry, romance

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 1:15 PM 0 comments

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

By Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, erotica, foreplay, love, orchid, poems, poet, poetry, secrets

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 11:35 AM 0 comments

Another natural thing she stands

Bare and naked worshipping Selene,

Eyes lifted skyward, arms outstretched

Welcoming the silver pouring over her body

Aware of how she fills her lover's eyes,

Smiling as, lowering her eyes she sees,

His naked adoration that she,

Naked in moonlight, has inspired.

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makes it seem easy

writes me love words that i read

perfect seduction

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i immerse myself

salt sweet nectar of venus

font of my desire

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pour myself into

your dry and empty places

so long lacking love

you eagerly suckle

brew of mutual desires

keeping some to share

pouring from yourself

filling my empty places

saving more for later

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words from a stranger

touch in most forbidden ways

words from a lover

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berries dipped in cream

sucking her hard-tipped candies

delicious desserts

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as you would for me

secure that love will bring me back

i will wait for you

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i dare give you love

knowing that you must explore

love that you would dare

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kneel naked darling

presenting yourself proudly

goddess of desire

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yes you pose naked

for i choose to write you so

poetic license

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fingers in the stream

seek the source of ecstasy

she paddles upstream

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near me in the dark

ancient paean she intones

fills me with desire

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so often pleasure

others will define as sin

badly misused word

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i am consumed by

all the colors of her fire

a passionate byre

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storm surge of my tongue

separating petals

striking blossom's core

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i will let you go

for you must be free to leave

if i'm to keep you

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though goddess you be

don't mock my adoration

respect runs both ways

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naked before me

prepared to give herself for

true and honest love

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never weep for me

the sad way my life ended

words all i had left

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no beauty in myself

let me paint you with my words

pose for me a while

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each day spent alone

only living through my words

until night's darkness

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it's lonely this place called life

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behind simple words

i hide my heartfelt desires

my wish to touch you

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play music softly

so that i may hear my thoughts

singing about you

By Donovan Baldwin

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Labels: donovan baldwin, erotic, love, moonlight, poems, poetry, romance

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 1:33 PM 0 comments

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

Labels: contemporary, donovan baldwin, erotic verse, Fort Worth poet, literary works, love, poems, poetry, romance

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 3:57 PM 0 comments

Path I create with its deceitful web

Verses strung across the road you tread.

Each whispered word, each stroke of pen,

To guide you to the gate, to lure you in.

Mysteries and riddles in my rhymes,

Secrets soft as the tinkling of chimes,

Hidden in remarks on day and night,

Words change meanings by candlelight.

Through the lines hints of longing flow,

As if recalling some time long ago,

When you and I with souls on fire,

Lived lives of love and sated mad desire.

A dark when embers rose up bright and high,

And your blaze burst out a wordless cry.

In silver moonlit streams shadows interlaced,

In most loving ways they are embraced.

All these secrets hidden in the ink

The spaces which provide a vital link.

With key in hand unlock the poet's gate,

Heart unravels mysteries I create.

Find the clues, the secrets that lie hidden,

Walk the path to pleasures long forbidden.

Your hand bold within this poet's grip,

Come with me upon love's joyous trip.

You and I seek love's eternity,

Hidden in my poems there lies a key.

Step into the trap if you will only dare

Cage your heart with mine within my snare.

Let tapestry fall, hiding us away,

As in secret our love games we play.

Our story passed along from age to age,

We two forever joined in love's dear cage.

Copyright January 7, 2024 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, love, poem, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 10:57 AM 0 comments

Writing with my soul's dark ink

Words quicker than I think,

Molten flowing thoughts reveal,

A way for poet's heart to heal...

Not sugar sweet nor honey gold

But mere honest words are told,

The secrets buried deep inside,

That love demands I shall not hide.

Stolen glances, pounding heart

The distance that keeps us apart,

The need to see, and touch, and kiss

The needs and wants that we two miss.

Fingers that reach but cannot find

The body hid somewhere behind

Land and oh, the endless sea

Which ever flows twixt her and me.

The laughter that should loud resound,

The oaths by which we should be bound,

The whispers passed by candlelight

Lovers entwined by dark of night.

No ink, no words, can touch the skin.

This separation is a sin.

But, perhaps, these words find grace,

Somehow take my missing place.

Your whispered name upon my lips,

Your phantom at my fingertips.

These poor words all I can give,

And love as long as I shall live.

Ink will fade and paper crumble

But, these words, sincere though humble,

Pressed to your breast, to beating heart,

May cross the distance we're apart.

Copyright December 23, 2023 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, love, love poem, poetry, sad

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 10:32 AM 0 comments

 no shame in loving

combining private pleasures

sexual interludes. 💕✨

Labels: donovan baldwin, embrace your desires, love, poem, poetry, private pleasures, worldwide love

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 4:36 PM 0 comments

The waves whispered secrets

That I could barely understand,

And yet, and yet, I craved to meet

This fabled creature never found

On this earth in this life, until,

One day I wrote a poem and

I felt your eyes upon it and

Following the gaze found at last

The hidden woman I had sought.

 - Copyright November 19, 2023 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, fable, love, poem, poetry, secrets, waves, wind, woman

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 9:40 AM 0 comments

 beat of rhythm thrust of thigh

dancer in firelight as i,

entranced, enthralled, on edge of sin,

watch her wicked dance begin

the tempo rises, feet a blur

till all that i can see is her

stripped naked by my burning gaze

burnished by the campfire's blaze

her breasts and hips in constant motion

waves upon desire's deep ocean

a riptide i cannot deny

a siren call i'll not defy,

for sake of love i'll take the chance,

join her in her fervid dance,

my back turned on society,

into the dance of her and me

Labels: dance naked, dancer, desire, donovan baldwin, love, poem, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 2:24 PM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

soft folds of orchid petals

dewdrops on the bloom

a tiny bud opening

caress of morning breeze

rising heat of the sun

sensuous nature

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since she was a girl

thought she must be innocent

and then she met him

whirl of confusion

love which had been sought so long

was not pristine pure

seething love and lust

a helping of sacrifice

and hidden desires

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seldom black and white

we are complicated art

rainbows of colors

in classical oils

pastels of watercolor

sharp edged acrylics

naked in our essence

humans and angels alike

pass for each other

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love has many forms

not all nights are orgies of

physical delights

candlelit dinner

a glance across a table

shared appetizer

strolling public ways

holding hands like shy children

smiling at past sins

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feeds me a morsel

covered with a shining sauce

her fingers dripping

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lover learns to read

tones and textures of her skin

secret messages

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fearing who might hear

she stifles the urgent cries

as desires explode

a quiet nova

in her universe within

she soars among stars

ecstasy is born

deep within her inner space

secret love silent

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a look and a word

tearing her garments to rags

she brings him her heat

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somehow miracle

we two drops of love's ocean

form our single sea

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opens for his words

and his penetrating gaze

tacit submission

in quiet repose

awaits tactile sensations

feeling his poems

featherlight touches

aroused anticipation

urgent crescendo

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lips pressed to your cup

its warm fragile edge yielding

pouring forth desires

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her garments hang tattered

revealing then concealing

she sways with her need

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poem or prayer

lips worshipping each other

a timeless temple

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kneeling she told him

i know where I want to go

please lead me astray

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wish i wish for her

with me may she ever be

free to be herself

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my poems as snares

i smile each time you appear

caught for a moment

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i summon demons

who come to me as poets

to light my darkness

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abandoned angel

who became his every wish

in their new eden

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she met the poet

took his words and walked away

couldn't stand the man

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left without his muse

his pouch of words hangs empty

even echoes gone

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be who you must be

you owe a poet nothing

leave him to his words

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treasuring their touch

naked among autumn's leaves

her poet watching

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she chooses the game

then she picks out the toys...

the rule is pleasure

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singing in freedom

dark rose dances in the breeze

before her poet

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poet offers images

praises the sound of her song

how she dances for him

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lovers share the stars

the sunsets and sunrises...

universe of love

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poetry's lonely

just me and a few old words

that once meant something

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what's it like to love

and to feel that love retured

to have someone care

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Copyright Donovan Baldwin November 12, 2023

Labels: donovan baldwin, innocence, love, poem, poetry, rose

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 7:02 AM 0 comments

 By Donovan Baldwin

Even without words,

You speak to me.,,

Of quiet walks

On moonlit shores,

Love songs softly played,

On old guitars,

Of candles fluttering 

In an evening breeze,

As gossamer curtains

Dance to the same

Unheard music...

Of stories laughed at,

Lies disbelieved with

A smile and upraised eyebrow

And, quiet, special looks,

In private pauses...

Of fingers touching 

Across an old table,

Marked with years, 

And promises of more,

For those sharing there...

Of wishes, dreams, desires,

Granted and still in

The hands of Fate,

And, silent prayers,

For their fulfillment...

Of times gone by,

And yet to come,

History not yet made,

But, with luck,

The finest moments,

Of them all...

Of all this and more...

Even without words,

You speak to me.

#poem #poetry #wishes #dreams #desires

Labels: desires, donovan baldwin, dreams, love, poem, poetry, wishes, words

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 11:52 AM 0 comments

 Sweet revelation

When dawn's loose robe falls open,

Splendid secrets loosed,

Bosom of the day above

Ecstasy's hidden entrance

#tanka

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fingers fluttering

almost too fast to follow...

summoning magic

i her student watch

learning her intricacies...

routes of her pleasure

slowly she guides me

giving wordless instructions...

gasps end the session

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she's not a plaything

and yet she can be playful...

and there's a difference

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not overwhelming

but always quietly there...

the way he loves her

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in the night beneath the stars

we made the most intimate love...

without ever getting undressed

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explore each other

lost within our wilderness...

private adventures

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on soft blank pages

i write lascivious lines...

verse that sounds like you

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so like the ocean

foams across a hidden reef...

my desire crashes

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ready warrior

sword unsheathed standing before...

passion's mad onslaught

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hear your silent song

writing how the words would sound...

if i could sing you

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drop drop drop of words

she arches with joyful pain...

as poetry burns her

writhes beneath words

as the poet's candle drips...

ink which burns like wax

as our lips bind us

trails of burning poetry...

inflame new secrets

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at last it's autumn

and all the trees are on fire...

glorious flames before dying

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i write poetry

though my words thrill you inside...

you keep them secret

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butterflies flutter

and a smile crosses her lips...

as his words tickle

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By Donovan Baldwin

Labels: Autumn, donovan baldwin, love, pain, passion, poems, poetry, tanka, thrill, tickle

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 7:07 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

upon your soft lips

fingertips write poetry...

with punctuation

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her flower blossoms

in a field of dark desires...

nutured by his love

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beneath silent skies

here and there a lonely star...

lost lovers wander

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road of love and life

who knows what's beyond the curve...

perhaps journey's start

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brief intimate touch

unplanned a passing gesture...

can convey so much

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within liquid dreams

her body floats with pleasure...

after storm's passage

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ribbon loose falling

she stands her body revealed...

her present to him

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simply touch my cheek

look at me as if i'm yours...

hold me a moment

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each word a new touch

finding its way inside her...

caressing her soul

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true meaningful loves

impose impossible tasks...

such as being free

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this old gray flower 

turns and faces sun again...

blossoms one more day

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oh the sensations

love's first kisses and touches...

indescribable

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bee led to a flower...

offered sweet nectar

can't refuse a sip

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fingers reading you

darkness does not hinder me...

nor hide your whispers

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she's vibrant colors

sunrise sunset hues of flame...

i am moon's silver

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her secret garden

where she laughs with butterflies...

touched by tender wings

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such a sinful saint

angel who long lost his wings...

but kept his honor

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and without warning

dark clouds begin their descent...

take over my mind

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#poems #poetry #donovanbaldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, love, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 6:39 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

treasured possession

sometimes fragile as crystal...

her genuine love

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someone once hurt her

betrayed the trust she offered...

he must win it back

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it was never fair

he asked the impossible...

made he feel she failed

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together daring

excursions into fantasy...

immoral support

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wonders at his touch

odd to see so many scars...

on such tender hands

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comes into the room

with no words brings him pleasure...

shares the love they shared

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after sharing love

trembling with the memories...

mutual repose

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rain pounds our bodies

lovers' heartbeats thundering...

within our own storm

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with him at her side

among dangerous desires...

she explores herself

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touch i've yet to feel

kiss i want to remember...

a coming embrace

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i'd love to paint you

an image instead of words...

to keep by my side

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a lovely flower

wild blossom in rumpled sheets...

in our private bed

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#donovanbaldwin #poetry #poems #love

Labels: donovan baldwin, love, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 6:41 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

what makes poetry

long ago kiss an embrace...

set down into words

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tears upon petals

desire's glistening diamonds...

coaxed forth by kisses

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crumbling old relic

ancient beyond salvation...

restored by her love

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sinful wine we share

a magnificent vintage...

spilling from our mouths

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best shirt plaid flannel

coffee cup that's cracked and stained...

the world is my domain

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slow dance to old songs

touching ways that lovers do...

on mind and body

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reading his strange words

which reach inside and touch her...

ways that make her smile

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in your eyes i see

burning desires of your soul...

dancing flames you hide

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bound by webs of words

quivers as they touch her soul...

crying out with joy

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how can this be real

ecstasy cannot be touched...

touches so deeply

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soft waves barely seen

leave phosphorescent kisses...

on sand's moonglow lips

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at our moon's command

for a moment stars are still...

so we remember

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struggles against pain

fighting each day's new battles...

warrior princess

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writing poetry

often i can but echo...

the words which chose me

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in search of pleasure

she immerses herself in...

pools of poetry

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how it excites her

the moment he moans her name...

when she's all he feels

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understood by her

is a greatest gift to me...

she understands love

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she shared her secrets

surprised how many matched mine...

she's such a good girl

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can't conquer her soul

must wait until she's ready...

reveals it herself

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sometimes animal

she comes and unlocks my cage...

running free with me

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#donovanbaldwin #poems #poetry

Labels: donovan baldwin, haiku, love, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 5:52 PM 2 comments

 dawn's fingers touching

with warm anticipation...

her blossom unfolds

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where are all my words

to describe the pain inside...

i must free myself

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lets her secrets go

all the pain she's held inside...

and carried alone

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love's warm wine flows

lip to lip we share a toast...

drinking her desires

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a lantern of hope

burning with dreams and desires...

keeps the dark at bay

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his lady on fire

what's a gentleman to do...

but help fan her flames

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bird leaps from her nest

kept aloft on pleasure's wings...

not willing to land

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in his midnight dreams

she becomes a poet's wish...

wearing his best words

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we the sun and moon

in our tiny universe...

lighting each other

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she begs him to write

all the bold unspoken words...

that can mean so much

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our souls decided

that we should make one poem...

of our wants and needs

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she stirs in her sleep

a whisper escapes her lips...

far away i hear

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hid her sins from me

until she knew i loved her...

made her sins holy

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In a quandry of desire,

Seeking to satisfy

Needs so long secret,

Yet, how to fit it in

The love they share

She invites him to

Join her in her

Pleasures, teaching,

Touching, guiding,

Apt pupil he, who,

Quickly learns to

Bring her lessons

To their climax.

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the toys by her bed

set the tone for the evening...

the rules flexible

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Labels: anticipation, love, micropoetry, pain, pleasure, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 4:25 PM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

His fingers eagerly playful,

Willing in their travels

Yet, lost along their way

Through her forbidden lands,

She takes them in hers,

Willingly guides them,

Shows them the way into

Her most pleasurable places,

Pointing out with pressure,

Whispered directions

And gasps of pleasure

At their grasp of her desires,

Until she sings out with gladness,

Her fingers wrapped with theirs

Having reached together

That most beautiful of moments,

That, while wonderful in itself,

Has extra meaning when

She arrives to the applause

Of his playful eager fingers.

Labels: donovan baldwin, love, mutual, poem, poetry, touching

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 7:49 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

Write to me of love

Both sacred and profane.

Draw for me secrets

Within your pounding heart.

Song of the ends of

Exhilaration and ecstasy

Of your mind and body.

Step boldly, shyly forward

Eternally exposed by

Trailing transparent words.

How to describe you

Two simple words say so much...

Passionate woman

Write me honest words

Toss veils and cloaks far aside...

Show me who you are

Exposing at last

Your naked soul

Spilling out her words

Poetry in blood red ink...

Ichor of my muse

Labels: donovan baldwin, ecstasy, love, poem, poetry

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By Donovan Baldwin

Labels: eternity, life, love, lovers, poem, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 10:09 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

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