tiny butterflies
words he wrote inside her...
seeking their release
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dawn lifts night's blanket
love and desire wake once more...
her blossom opens
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growing as he tastes
her ripe succulent berries...
gaia's rich harvest
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sweet mists of dawn
swirl about velvet petals...
dewdrops on my tongue
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fingertips passing
shy pastel petals unfold...
begging for kisses
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warrior grown old
alone after his battles...
seeks heart to call home
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she spills his poems
like hot candle wax on skin...
burning her inside
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special treat for him
petals dipped deep in honey...
sweet upon his tongue
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busy loving bee
gathering from her petals...
delicious honey
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her questing fingers
reaching out for ecstasy...
hand full of pleasure
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All my treasures
So meaningless unless
I share them
With someone I love,
So,
I give you rainbows,
And golden sunsets,
Shy pink naked dawns,
Sleepy birdsong,
Audacious wildflowers,
Roaring waterfalls,
And tiny spillways,
And all the words
Pent up so long inside,
Waiting for you to appear.
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Donovan Baldwin