throw away the words
ones that don't say i love you...
cherish all the rest
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kissing up and down
beginning at her forehead...
to her feet and back
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Slowly her fingers begin,
Writing poems without pencil or pen,
Words that spill from her lips,
Wild as honey that drips,
As her folded petals unbend
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rain falling through trees
beautiful bounty beyond words...
drops of poetry
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my words eager hands
tracing shapes of our desires...
under your covers
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imagine my words
gently toying with your hair...
tracing your neck's curve
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pen upon parchment
candlelit hallway of dreams...
writing you poems
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a force of nature
passions of a summer storm...
released within her
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i think i can hear
verses you might have whispered...
which never left your lips
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never a singer
i softly whisper verses...
monotone lyrics
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as poor cyrano
whisper of love in darkness...
to my roxanne
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dew upon your rose
verses upon your petals...
pass between our lips
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outside i'm boring
inside i'm too free and wild...
between a poet
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Donovan Baldwin