do my words matter
when you only hear the wind
no wonder in your heart
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radiant your face
heavy fall of raven hair
eyes temptation's pools
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no one writes to me
no one leaves me words of love
yet poet i must be
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quietly she burns
fires fed by hidden desires
molten need and want
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twisting your tight buds
blooming in my fingers
as your honey flows
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touching aria
symphony of sighs and moans
ecstatic crescendo
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sometimes there's no words
but a look and love's embrace
makes it all better
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such quiet beauty
such a soft and loving gaze
such one seldom sees
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battered warrior
battle wounds from life and love
left with broken words
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waiting for the one
a dream that never appears
only real in words
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life's a lonely place
land of disappearing dreams
love a mocking echo
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not handsome at all
nor am i smart or witty
loving old poet
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open your petals
guide me to the eager stem
in your flower's bud
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i will wet my lips
within her sacred grotto
fount of the goddess
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those sweet warm petals
smiling share the tastes of desire
so long waited for
Donovan Baldwin