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I swear by all the gods, above, below, In dark forest there I saw, The huntress washed with moonlight, Silver goddess, bow upraised. She saw me not in my secret shadow, But, I know she knows, I saw, Her naked beauty, streaming hair, Behind the stag in fevered flight. "Stay goddess," cried my heart and soul, As on she ran back into legend, Myth, song, and dreams, Filling empty days, and nights, forever. • Donovan Baldwin

Gray mist swirls seductively, Dancing to a tune played, By errant breezes slipping Among the naked branches Of the barren trees. Gray lady slips, barely seen, In whirling cloak, Or just the mist? Footfall or merely, The creaking of a branch? The prickling of the flesh, The shiver up the spine, Is as real as she surely is, Must it be her, gone so long, Yet returned this time to seek... The lover who never deserved her, Leaving her here to wander Through these black And gnarled trees, Standing guard these lonely years Over her restless soul? Gray mist? Gray lady? Mind of modern man Has one answer... Primal fears from Cave and fireside Provide the other... And on she wanders, Mist? Or... • Donovan Baldwin

Gray, how leaden gray the sea, Which, few hours before, Sparkled blue, such bright blue to me, While waiting for the storm to come ashore. Gray, how dirty cotton-gray the sky, Which was a while ago I saw, As blue, or bluer than this sea now nigh, Fore wind attacked with tooth and claw. Gray, how gray and dull has grown my soul, Which once was spangled, red, and gold, and green, 'Til the colors fled, before life's crashing roll, And, having left, nevermore were seen. • Donovan Baldwin

If I could only tell you, Completely, freely, Bravely, How dear you are. How much you mean to me, Do for me, Matter to me... Each night I tell you, As you sleep, Safe knowing, You will not, Hold me to The truth. Oh, how dear you are. How much I wish to give. How little I have to give. If you felt my thoughts, You would tremble in your bed, And wonder at the drams, Which walked through the room As you slept. If you could hear the words, And understand theif meaning, And know... How dear you are. • Donovan Baldwin

Sometimes my words are ribbons, Sometimes satin, sometimes lace. I love to use you my model, As the form on which they lay, The body they conceal, reveal, Naked skin they tickle and tease, With the passing of my verses... For how you might respond to their touch, Was the beginning of my poetry. • Donovan Baldwin

Sometimes, I tremble with desire, Which flames and flares within my heart, And, forces me to the edge of those... Places I dare not go... Things I dare not do... Words I dare not say... With relentless power, these desires, Painfully thrust my timid soul, Into a world of truth and trust... Causing me to wish... Asking me to share... Daring me to act... With each new day, stronger comes desire, Moving me forward towards a brink, From which I nust confess, that... I waver in weakness... I crave fulfillment... I ache to speak... • Donovan Baldwin

I am of white sand, Hot burning sun, Strong rolling waves, Unending offshore wind, All these shaped And molded boy to man, With memory of Cold lapping water, Burning sand, and, Wind off the desert, From the mountains, Or plain, An old friend, To speak to and Spin tales with. • Donovan Baldwin

I fell in love with you... Before you told me, Before I found out, Before so many things. I fell in love with you... Once I understood you, Once some time ago, and then, Once each day since. I fell in love with you... Because you saw my weakness, Because you waw the truth, Because you love me anyway. I fell in love with you... Without any reservations, Without expectation or requierment, Without fear or uncertainty. I fell in love with you... Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow. • Donovan Baldwin

If I have nothing else Of you, I have my dreams. They are dreams of you, And what might have been, In some other place and time. I have you, in a way, Yet, only in my dreams, Can I have that which I want most. You, warm within my arms, Your lips, soft against mine, Your heart, beating with mine, You, in all ways, Even if only in my dreams. If I have nothing else, I have my dreams of you. That is all I will ask for, Although there is so much more That I can have, If only in my dreams.

I kissed you last night, Gazed on your sleeping face, Sighed with wonder At the beauty of you. I see it, but you, May still be unaware. I'll keep telling you, Until you believe as I do, And your glistening wings will pop out, Lifting you into the air, And you soar up and laugh, Piroutte for both our pleasures, Landing lightly at my side, Taking your place, awake, with me. "Til then, I'll kiss you each night, Gaze on your sleeping face, And sigh with the wonder, At the beauty you Have not discovered yet. • Donovan Baldwin

as the dawn awakes let me touch the secret you... discover who you are • Donovan Baldwin