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First touch, Whenever, Wherever, It happens, My fingertips, Drifting, Oh, so gently, Along curve of cheek, Thrill of warm flesh touched, Real person, Touched... Not just with words, Chin cupped, Fingertip across your lips, Replaced as I, Kiss you, Lips meeting lips. First time. - Donovan Baldwin

It can be a lonely place This poet's mind, So full of beauty and gaiety, Yet, with only the door Held ajar with a few words, People passing by peek in, And only see stillness, A boring facade, Never imagining all That is passing by Behind those silent eyes. - Donovan Baldwin

Sometimes I imagine teardrops, Small crystals upon your cheeks. I, poet, lover, would have to kiss Each one away, the flavor of Your passion, lingering Upon my lips, Filling me, Forcing me, To cry my tears, In form of loving words, Upon my lips. For you to kiss them too. - Donovan Baldwin

two tidal lovers a sea of exclamations a pounding of waves ----- below the surface it's so sweet resting down here in your soul's ocean ----- mid shadows of fire there among the leaping flames your image dances ----- powerful her tides strong the waves which cast about we entwined lovers ----- two sad lovers cursed their most powerful desires cannot defeat fate ----- i cannot be one my helmet and my rifle as true as my pen ----- kissing your closed eyes telling you secrets with touches smiling at your smile • Donovan Baldwin

Your words are like sticky knives Sweet quills laced with arsenic Floating across the miles Aiming for my heart Your aim is deadly, hitting marks Passionate invitations  Touching heart and tender spots Tracing my desires I long to be as you describe Running free to love, explore Our hearts and limbs entwined Beating out our own love song Dark poet with eager mind Oft I feel your kisses soft Running down my neck, wet like tears upon hot skin Come explore where dreams begin Together holding hands Trapsing sand and towering wood As we were when life began

to love one more time look at you and see love there if only a dream ----- out of the darkness sliding gliding hands of pride releasing rainbows ----- we never break rules we make our own rules of love edges expanding ----- what my love looks like take a look in the mirror she looks just like you ----- no certain body color of skin hair or eye it's her heart that counts ---- i'm in pain you know an ache i deal with daily of mind and body ----- it's not me i'm sure poet who captured your heart i write of his love ----- can't allow myself to fully expose the facts how i feel for you • Donovan Baldwin

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vibrating crystal in her fragile ecstasy about to shatter ----- poet in shadows disguising his tears as ink his sorrow as love ----- butterflies rising at your petals' unfolding hummingbird feeding ----- i write much of love other uncommon feelings words i can't define ----- no mourning for the poet who's already dead whose words seem alive ----- i have things to do things the living must deal with until they are dead ----- her past left behind with her clothes and inhibitions her journey begins ----- guttural his growl bestial moan that she evokes her body trembling ----- she crosses the room a naked inspiration he writes of tonight ----- in some other age we embraced becoming one lovers once before ----- a onetime poet surrounded now by empty words which have no purpose ----- spreads pastel petals to catch the blast of his storm wet with frenzied rain ----- i wait immobile fingers poised above the keys my muse deserts me ------ i fear my own words tiny swords which cut both ways foolishly wielded ----- pleasures of poetry words slippery secretions tastefully traded • Donovan Baldwin

savoring poems tasting poetry's texture she feasts on his words ----- she fans and coaxes the hidden fires within her ember into flame ----- aroused by daring as well as the act itself she makes love alone ----- conceived a poem contemplating an ember burning with desire • Donovan Baldwin