following her spine
kisses down her naked skin
from nape to nether
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ink with which she writes
in reply to poet's pen
clear crystal honey
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generous of her
sharing her desire's essence
his worship's reward
my morning pleasure
saw you all these many times
praising my poems
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a fabulous land
body neath my touch and kiss
she's laid out for me
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sexy lady's form
so intriguing appealing
her generous curves
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She was small, tiny,
Much smaller than me,
And lighter too...
Once I removed all her clothes,
Kissing and hugging
I walked her backwards,
Hands behind her thighs,
Lifted her to the windowsill,
Where she opened for me,
Her panting breaths sweet breezes,
Until she trembled and sighed,
Whispering in Vietnamese French,
In an almost silent ecstasy.
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ravished each other
in our desperate desire
and mutual need
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love doesn't draw lines
or put people in boxes
unless you're with them
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her loving essence
flows from flower and fountain
spreading passion's heat
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upon word currents
lonesome poet's pet raven
carries love letters
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lonely the decades
that began with loving hope
ending in mourning
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dare not speak of love
when old memories return
and the dark descends
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poet sits alone
writing unloved poems
last candle dying
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old events they were
years ago yet yesterday
when pen meets paper
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sometimes i can't speak
even my fingers grow dumb
and sadness can't leave
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adored and offered
there on altar bed she spread
goddess sacrificed
Donovan Baldwin