Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By Donovan Baldwin

she slowly pours wine
flowing over her body
my eager lips drink

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i open my lips
she pours her love over them
i drink her sweetness

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loving hummingbird
tongue amid blossom's petals
savors sweet nectar

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hear the thunder roll
watch the lightning burn the sky
my arms around you

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time waited for us
held its breath for us to meet
sighed when we first touched

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is it romantic
or intensely erotic...
perhaps both the same

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take me on a tour
show me all the high hard spots
and tranquil places

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seduces with words
penetrating poetry
and orgasmic odes

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she turns with a smile
accepting my bold challenge
daring in her touch

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i was the hunter
who chased the sweetest prey and
fell into her trap

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my burning body
on fire for the touch of you
your soothing kisses

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silken is the night
i wrapped her in and silver
the moon above her

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sweet fruit she offers
soft globes tipped with tart cherries
warm nectar to drink

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write my name in flames
burning it into your heart
a conflagration

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

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By Donovan Baldwin

mix our words with wine
exchange flavors with our lips
exquisite mélange

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i would eat them all
delicious treats you offer
so sweetly displayed

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sipping from your cup
savoring your loving wine
dripping from our lips

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naked embraces
blissful gratification
medley of desires

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warm water caress
as i guide the shower spray
over your body

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this loving moment
let your inhibitions fall
be true to yourself

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I pick up my words
Examine them,
Weighing and choosing,
Discarding,
Selecting,
For, to create an image
Of the one I love
I must choose only
The most accurate,
And yet romantic,
Erotic,
To describe one
So beautiful,
And so beloved.
At last,
With words in hand,
I begin..

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Copyright March 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Quote: "Wine is bottled poetry", by Robert Louis Stevenson

Labels: caress, donovan baldwin, erotic, poems, poetry, Robert Louis Stevenson, romantic, wine, words

By: Donovan Baldwin

Someone used the word "ethereal" about me recently.

Wow!

Oh, I CAN do "ethereal", and, often, I have sweepingly poetic and romantic moments that DO take me to faraway lands not yet conceived by man. However, I'm actually, despite the poetic, romantic, and, admission here, sometimes erotic, side, I'm essentially a down to earth kind of guy.

Yet while living on the surface of the big blue ball, and aware of its sometimes unpleasant, even dangerous, realities, and, dealing with my own many daily obligations, as a caregiver for disabled family members, my mind DOES take flight from time to time, and wanders around some made up universe, usually based, at least loosely, on this one... but, populated with the people I want to be there and decorated in the manner I choose.

Often, despite usually being stuck on the second floor of my daughter's home in Texas with a view of only a portion of the street below, I am able, in my mind, to find myself in a whitewashed Mediterranean villa, overlooking the sea, surrounded by colorful flowers, serenaded by birdsong and breeze, amid beautiful art, including lots of Greek statuary, writing thoughts and poetry, as I sip coffee in the morning, wine in the evening, with my one true love nearby.

Me? Ethereal?

Yeah! I guess so.

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