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Beyond the reach of eagle's wing, Across and past, space sharp and spare, Through lonesome mists of distance, Lovers' thoughts traversed From star to star upon a tide, Ebb and flow of an immensity Words lifted from a sea of boundless love, Transforming voids of silence Into a subtle peace profound filled, With the laughter of our love. • Donovan Baldwin

Kiss her. Kiss her as if... You might die if you don't. Because... You might die if you don't Without... Ever having kissed her. • Donovan Baldwin

Concave convex Do not perplex Nor define desire. Thin or thick It is no trick For you to light my fire. Your mind at first Creates a thirst Only kisses cure, Not breasts or hips, But your sweet lips My true love insure. • Donovan Baldwin

Cheap red wine and old guitars, Ancient songs and a dance which Even older, heats the blood, Strangers around the fire Becoming brothers, sisters, Even more as the heat rises, Inhibitions fade, and love becomes The only song they sing, The only song she dances to. • Donovan Baldwin

words stick to my hands my touches spread poetry... upon your body • Donovan Baldwin

like a trembling bird your heart flutters against mine... seeking assurance • Donovan Baldwin

I can't turn off my mind, Nor tell it where to go, When it grabs and fills The pen of my imagination, With erotic or Esoteric ink, and, Like now, Begins writing the words Tumbling from my brain, Words which demand Love, Adventure, Voyages on an endless sea, Freedom... As do I. • Donovan Baldwin

look into my eyes slap me first then embrace me... you see right through me • Donovan Baldwin

hunter and huntress leap into love's wilderness... sharing our desires ----- erotic exhibition on display inside your mind... art appreciation ----- lips brushing her page weaves his lace of poetry... on quivering skin ----- in erotic arts metaphysics of desire... fantasies unfold ----- assessing myself wondering how you can love me... for some reason you do ----- thunder in my chest poetry which must escape... find your pounding heart ----- explore each other embracing realites... of our needs and wants (Romantic existentialism.) ----- her hot blush begins as her poet writes of love... his ink filling her ----- of mind and body what parts of us would not touch... in loving embrace ----- it's most erotic bodies touching skin to skin... in an endless dance ----- flowing from your lips the same words i wrote for you... wrapped within a kiss ----- she hesitates to speak i hear what she dares not say... feel the fire she fears ----- she speaks of sunrise the hot kisses of the sun... which set her heart afire ----- The young ones Never really leave... Just walk on To another plane, Glancing back Over fading shoulders, As they step, Not so boldly, As when young, Into that dark future, Where all may not be known, Wistfully smiling, At memories of youth... Once they step boldly Into tomorrow. ----- among folded petals her gentle rain is falling... his lips catch each drop ----- • Donovan Baldwin

love child of beauty begotten of poet and muse... perhaps immortal • Donovan Baldwin

I love you as you are, My beloved... Wild bird, Free spirit, Dancer in the wind. Would I ever wish to Tame you? Change you? Would that not be to Betray you? You are who I learned to love. To change you would make you, Someone else... Perhaps someone, I couldn't love as much. Or... Could love me as much then, As the woman you are now does. I'll take my wild bird, My free spirit, Who dances in our dreams, And takes me with her. • Donovan Baldwin

bed sheets show secrets poems in folds and wrinkles... erotic essays ----- pursuing poems fingers flutter her pages... rhythmic verses rise ----- do you wait for touch in your small bit of darkness... for first kiss first claim anticipation heightening your senses... to feel and be felt are your berries hard as pastel petals glisten... with dewdrops of desire ----- wanting you to read the words you caused to happen... know they are for you ----- she chose her demon one who promised ecstasy... and didn't fail her ----- nothing left to prove proven myself many times... this long painful life yet i'll not stand down for i have given my oath... wrote an eternal check signed and sealed that writ an IOU to the world... still redeemable ----- she holds the fountain from which love's warm waters flow... grotto of desire ----- though she's fully dressed he knows exactly how she looks... beneath clinging cloth candid nudity he sees better than superman... as she laughs and chats naked to his gaze she smiles in a crowded room... knowing what he sees ----- beauty is messy flesh and blood and fantasy... poet and artist know ----- your lips against mine words on breaths between mouths... bodies conversing ----- love child of beauty begotten of poet and muse... perhaps immortal ----- allowed him a glimpse into her secret desires... by the poems she chose ----- in his deep brown eyes her reflection visible... intensely exciting ----- will you ever grasp how seductive you become... just by being you ----- he was not the devil and did not lead her astray... just to freedom's edge ----- shows me her desires names me keeper of secrets... no one else may know ----- worshipper of love each human a god or goddess... my one religion ----- poet's model muse becomes a poem tonight... accedes to his love ----- Dew upon petals Directly from her flower, He sips her nectar, Opalescent liqueur flows, Between lips and over tongue. #tanka ----- she weeps at lessons read in the scars upon his soul... and on his body ----- sophistication's not following false leaders... but blazing one's trail ----- she said obey me i looked at her and said no... in love we're equals ----- • Donovan Baldwin