Monday, May 04, 2026

 

THE THRUST OF THE SPORT - A SMALL COLLECTION OF POETRY, MAY 4, 2026

DONOVAN BALDWIN
BY DONOVAN BALDWIN


the thrust of the sport

so delightfully displayed

upon such sinful snow


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fabric cannot hide

the thrust of her fantasies

displayed in textures


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she would not deny

confessed all her sins to me

love's beautiful sins


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how beautiful you are

resting in my mind's images

pleasured by poetic passions

and most intimate desires

for constant loving contact

most sacredly sensual


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she wanted to love

and to be loved in return

and at last she was


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in love each one is all

and all are to be loved

there's no sin in that


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told her wild desires

afraid i could not love her

i loved her for them


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she's most visible

a center of attention

among his desires


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not sure she could reach

then body swept with wonder

as desires trembled


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she's desired the strange

the most daring adventures

with him at her side


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she awaits his words

prepared to obey poems

touching her inside


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does she dare declare

what his words have done to her

having seduced her


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sometimes she regrets

that history's sands are so dry

causing her own rain


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in riptides of lust

swept away by her desires

his hand held tightly


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she is full inside

taken by her lover's touch

words spill into her


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Do you still bathe,

With the candles lit,

Scented oils in the water,

Erotic poetry upon your lips,

Prurient pleasures neath your hand

Stirred by your flickering fingertips?


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opens her flower

beckons him to come inside

taste her warm nectar


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lovers without music

dancing in the night's silence

hearing all through touch


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her eyes meeting mine

both of us blushing our way

with understanding


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till he came to her

she never knew she wanted

so many pleasures


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i desire too much

lifetime spent seeking someone

who could give me that


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to whom the art is all

soul and spirit must be

explored and shared

and the inner artist

must be naked and

completely exposed

because that

is the art


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time spent watching you

precious treasures you reveal

dancing before me


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spoke poems to you

the words simmered on my lips

as you tasted them

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arms in freedom's flight

amateur ballerina

posed almost en pointe

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she awaits my words

praising present and future

the past's vibrations

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goddess discovered

bares herself to wind and wave

dear nature revealed

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similar hearts lost

separate by fate and age

meant for each other

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spreads petals for me

this lovely cinnamon rose

most treasured blossom

a treasured blossom

i watch this cinnamon rose

spread petals for me

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she comes in my dreams

bringing words i cannot hear

touches i can't feel

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thought of you again

remembered a museum

you and i held hands

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don't deny your sins

ecstatic and erotic

such pleasing secrets

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be bold with your words

always speak the strength of love

reveal your desires

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love stripped down to words

satin sins upon your skin

poetic orgy

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slowly his words trace

naked contours of her mind's...

erogenous zones

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oh that younger me

who went places and did things

loving adventures

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In my absences you are present,

In my lacks you are my necessity,

In my wants you are my wishes,

In my days you are the hours,

In my hours you are he minutes

In my minutes you are the seconds

In my any you are my all.

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many before me

have known your love's pleasures

preparing you for me

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more than a garden

she is a landscape of love

desire's flower bed

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all that we have done

all that we desire to do

sanctified sinners

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i've lived a sinful man

damned for having loved too much

forgiving others like me

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we met two strangers

in this land where love commands

and are united

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aphrodite's daughter

touched by a sanctified past

a modern goddess

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noli me tangere

for gods have forsaken me

here in this strange land

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does she wear the art

or is she herself the art

in my mind's museum


Another interpretation...


not just what she wears

she herself the objet d'art

priceless in his eyes

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this urgent flower

blossom aching for release

breathless with her love

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innocence tempted

by the sexual tensions

of mutual needs

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a foolish mistake

once i gave my heart away

and she destroyed it

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two bodies coupling

a scene of carnal innocence

sinless intercourse

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never felt before

this desire for something strange

new way of loving

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a timeless woman

she reveals and exposes

illuminates the past

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someone to hold her

to caress that empty space

that longs to be touched

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steps out of the past

winsome and wind kissed woman

parasol in hand

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many eyes on her

she saw the poet watching

knew he could see her

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our secrets exposed

our naked thoughts on display

our minds undressed


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first time she kissed her

in a daring departure

into secret dreams

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naked flesh and thoughts

honest exposure of truth

a restricted art

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beauty beyond words

rose glows in sun and shadow

blushing cinnamon


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Thursday, November 14, 2024

 

MORE THAN A SHADOW, AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 12, 2024


more than a shadow

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

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Wednesday, September 18, 2024

 

IN THE MOONLIGHT AND OTHER ORIGINAL POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 8, 2024

In the moonlight among the trees

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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Friday, September 06, 2024

 

YOU IMPRESS ME, AND OTHER POEMS, BY DONOVAN BALDWIN, AUGUST 5, 2024

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

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