Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

 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

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