Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

DONOVAN BALDWIN

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

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

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:48 AM 0 comments

 

DONOVAN BALDWIN - POET

stories i can't tell

times that you and i made love

in secret places

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i've so many words

i can use to describe you

how you make me feel

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if you only knew

how many times every day

i try to find you

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when she's all alone

a time for private pleasures

solo adventures

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as i stand exposed

her fingers seek to mold me

as if i were clay

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touch me just one time

as if you meant to please me

make me feel wanted

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words a silken gown

rustling across her bare skin

causing arousal

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hold me just one time

make me feel that i belong

for a while at least

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singing our love songs

neath a silent silver moon

revealing secrets

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naked in the night

lovers turn their skins silver

moonbathe together

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weaving with my words

translucent gown for my love

to touch her for me

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lonely without you

echoing in heart and mind

my words so empty

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licking sinful lips

she's mellow with a slow burn

a honeyed vodka

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Alone in the dark on Gibraltar,

As her courage began to falter,

Then a monkey she met,

Became more than a pet,

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People think they're doing good

By being nice to me

I know it's just a subterfuge,

So they feel good, you see.

No one's ever wanted me,

Much less to be nearby,

Through all my many failures,

Give comfort as I cry.

I've never known what love is,

That feeling so sublime,

That someone loving me can give,

It's never been my time.

Each day has been a lonely thing,

In night's darkness so alone,

Never finally fell at peace,

Except when life has gone.

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she's dressed for the office

but her mind is somewhere else

nakedly exposed

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Pumpkins in the fall,

To Isabella do call,

Earth tones abound,

Falling leaves all around,

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i cannot help it

you awaken my old sins

and present desires

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life has come to this

ancient wreck of words and deeds

on the rocks of time

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Donovan Baldwin

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Labels: donovan baldwin, love poems, micropoetry, poems, poetry, sad poems

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:39 AM 0 comments

Donovan Baldwin

we discovered sin

in dark beside the bay

teens beneath the moon

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drawings of lovers

living out their fantasies

lines intersecting

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too damn old you see

for feelings my heart contains

dreams of yesterday

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been thinking of you

wonder if you think of me

wishing that you would

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what sins have you done

that i haven't done myself

living and loving

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those "heathen idols"

nakedly expressing truths

we cannot admit

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always with respect

even when we both consent

to exceed love's bounds

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Expeditions on unexplained shores.

Seeking to open locked doors,

Chasing her dreams

For the pleasure it brings,

Heather Amaro explores.

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my darkness within

inner scars, still bleeding wounds

eternal injuries

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before sleep takes me

i remember holding her

naked bodies joined

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those exciting nights

my lover revealed to me

pleasures of desire

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if you love ignore

body shape and skin color

meaningless metrics

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arms around my neck

binding me to panting breast

her mouth seeking mine

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but would she kiss him

creature from another time

or just love his words

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she touches my words

but never has she touched me

i'll wait like always

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he spills poetry

all over her naked mind

like cold words on skin

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no kisses for me

no eager feral fondling

nor cries of content

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sexy fully clothed

it's never what she's wearing

but how she wears it

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rosebud's nymph

rising casting off its veils

delicate but proud

reaping her tiny fig

plucking tiny fruit to taste

among sweet juices

breathlessly explore

up and down her little hill

along its ridges

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i stoop to admire

her mysterious jewel

among pastel folds

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her words appearing

just above love's horizon

warm pastels of dawn

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If I may speak so bold,

My ears will never be cold

Laying back on the bed,

Your thighs round my head,

As my tongue explores each fold.

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poet at his best

a god creating eden

adam to his eve

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sweet dreams or nightmares

hold my hand demand my arms

however you feel safe

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words upon her skin

dripping as if heated wax

delicate places

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Labels: donovan baldwin, micropoetry, poems, poetry

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 9:56 AM 0 comments

By Donovan Baldwin

her pent up desires

swore herself to keep hidden...

the secrets he sought

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holds her lips apart

kiss beginning or at end...

open promises

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i lost sight of love

just how brightly it can shine...

in the darkest hours

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her colors arrive

touching my heart before spring...

our special season

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memories wander

light and dark some good some bad...

sometimes bad ones stick

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sometimes my old wounds

open beneath life's demands...

bleeding for a while

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no peace or quiet

constant noise and vibration...

shattering my thoughts

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near the train's too loud

fading into the distance...

leaves us quiet thoughts

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a lover's question

does love end and lust begin...

can they coexist

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with a small sadness

i quit following my dreams...

they never noticed

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dancer transitions

urban gray to forest green...

vibrantly alive

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i guess i shamed her

allowng her to see true me...

for she turned away

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listen for her voice

all i can hear are footsteps...

as distant echoes

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said she loved my words

yet never heard from again...

guess she forgot me

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Labels: desires, donovan baldwin, love poems, micropoems, micropoetry, poems, poetry, secrets

# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 6:40 AM 0 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