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her garments hang tattered revealing then concealing she sways with their touch • Donovan Baldwin

poem or prayer lips worshipping each other a timeless temple • Donovan Baldwin

kneeling she told him i know where I want to go please lead me astray • Donovan Baldwin

wish i wish for her with me may she ever be free to be herself • Donovan Baldwin

I, artist poet, Paint you My model Sitting, Facing me, Bare and open, Hands behind your head, Smiling, Giggling? As I draw you, First with soft brushes, Then with fingertips, Tracing the naked flesh, Quivering with pleasure, As you moan and sigh, Telling me... What to do next... • Donovan Baldwin

abandoned angel who became his every wish in their new eden • Donovan Baldwin

left without his muse his pouch of words hangs empty even echoes gone • Donovan Baldwin

I dreamed a kiss today, Your lips warm and soft to mine, Eager, playful tongue meeting, Greeting with flirtatious flair, More kisses, adventuresome, Wandering about, exploring, Touching, tasting, the wondrous Sensations of your trembling flesh, Rising, meeting, kisses rewarded. • Donovan Baldwin

Rain on me, My beautiful storm, Beat me with your driving waters, Light me with flashes, Deafen me with your thunder, Mark me and move me As the power soars between us, Riders upon the wind, Swept to heaven's gate, Blasted by the intensity Of our shared desire, And let us rest. • Donovan Baldwin

Dusk falls, and evening mist Crosses the meadow, Beneath the trees, I see your figure, Stepping daintily, So as not to bruise the flowers, Or awaken dreaming mysteries, You, my Faerie Queene, mystic Matron, no maid, yet with years, Beauty earned and made, Within your loving soul. • Donovan Baldwin

Sexy woman? Little to do with her body, Unless it's how she offers it to your arms. How she opens herself to Your touches and your kisses, How she returns them, Unafraid to claim her right To joy and pleasure With you. How she opens her mind Sharing deepest desires And dreams. • Donovan Baldwin

Upon a rude table, In a simple cabana On the shore, Between sea and forest, Two glasses, Cheap red wine, Golden candle glow, As sun sinks, I fetch my old Ragged book of poems, Lay a plate of cheese, And coarse bread, Set old vinyl spinning... Soft guitar music, And you enter... • Donovan Baldwin