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- My Faerie QueeneIn Poetry·October 24, 2023Dusk 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 Baldwin000
- SEXY WOMAN?In Poetry·October 24, 2023Sexy 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 Baldwin000
- AND YOU ENTER...In Poetry·October 24, 2023Upon 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 Baldwin000
- I SEE YOU AS YOU AREIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Slipping softly into the stream of my thought, You, no nymph, but woman real and true, Swim gracefully through the thoughts of my mind, Images genuine and unembellished by fantasy, For I see you as you are, and float in happy awe Of the force of the passion in which we bathe. • Donovan Baldwin002
- SPEAK A WORD OR TWOIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Poets write of fancy, flowing, fantastic things, Flowery words painting majestic images Of romance and love and adventure, And yet, Turn your head, Look at me "that" way... Smile... Crook your finger at me... And all the universe disappears, Speak a word or two, And I am yours. • Donovan Baldwin000
- ON MATTERS OF EROTIC IMPORTANCEIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Tonight, viewing sunset's blaze, Above the water, as we sit upon the beach, Rapt in one another, let us discuss Romantic implications in the dark, Reading dissertations in Braille, Upon one another's body, Speaking lip to lip and tongue to tongue, On matters of erotic importance. • Donovan Baldwin000
- IMMERSED IN SUDS AND POETRYIn Poetry·October 25, 2023She reclines as I read, Immersed in suds and poetry, Bathed by water and words, Emollient elegies softening Stiff, tired muscles of her soul, Releasing restraints and, Dozens of delayed desires as My orgasmic orations Leave her laying languidly In anticlimactic afterglow. • Donovan Baldwin000
- YOUR WORDS ARE THE PETALSIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Your words are the petals Of a shy flower opening Yet frightened at revelation. But, this beauty must be seen, Revealed to the world To fulfill your purpose, And to cause words Of hope and love to bloom Within the bare dry earth of This lonely soul of mine. • Donovan Baldwin002
- DARK LACE AGAINST THE SKYIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Dark lace against the sky, Trees traced in moonlight, Silver edged artwork, Upon a starlit swath of velvet, Of blackest black, and yet, Somehow, part of the silver Of the moon glow which flows, An argent river from the universe Crashing quietly upon the earth. • Donovan Baldwin000
- LIFE IS A TWO EDGED SWORDIn Poetry·October 25, 2023Life is a two edged word One edge is obvious, Necessary... Existence. The other is optional, Less specific... Pleasure. Yet one gives the other Worth, Value, Purpose, To truly live One must live. Tricky word, Those who understand... Understand. • Donovan Baldwin000
- I AM NEVER ALONEIn Poetry·October 25, 2023I am never alone For discourse I, at least, Can see one side Upon the page, The words of, Philosophers, and Frivilous fools Poets, potentates, and Pundits, And, as for company, Your eyes upon me In my imagined room, Hand warm upon My shoulder, As I read. • Donovan Baldwin003
- YOU HAD TO BE THEREIn Poetry·October 25, 2023If you've never heard it, Felt it, Lived it, How can I explain? If it's been but badly played, How can you understand, The emotional grandeur? Can I speak words that tell you Of that magnificent ditch, The Grand Canyon, Or a child's excitement On Christmas morning? The birth of a child, The death of a loved one. You had to be there, they say. At the advent of dusk, The slow descent of The burning sun into The cold dark sea, The swell of the music, Sweeping The silent audience away. The proud gasp as She steps upon the stage, Resplendent in her tutu, Her first pirouette, The ecstasy on her face at Her first grand jeté, Before the crowd, Flushed cheeks and Proud smile saying She knows you are watching... I remember so many, But for others... You had to be there. • Donovan Baldwin000
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