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my lips bleed poems taste the scarlet of our sin kissing poetry ----- poems on pillows our panting breaths new verses staining pure linen ----- hand on naked waist her every breath seduction touches new poems ----- lips brand you with words such poetic seduction sets your soul aflame ----- sometimes fears to speak sometimes fears she's said too much sometimes sighs and weeps ----- in naked embrace body absorbs your imprint far beyond the flesh ----- we'll moan the old songs two torch singers in the night flames in harmony ----- grant me mercy love compassionate enchantress work magic on me ----- intimate touches spreading ripples of desire throughout our bodies ----- • Donovan Baldwin

I watch for you, Seek you out, Listen for you, Savor your words... Nothing big, Just because, You are you, I am me, And touching you, Feeling you, Whatever does, Or does not Happen... Touch, no touch, Hug, no hug, Kiss, no kiss, Sex, no sex, Friend, Lover, Here for a moment, YOU... matter... mean so much to me, That's all. And that's Never enough... But, It's what we've got, And that matters. • Donovan Baldwin

i beg her to dance daring her to be herself let all the veils fall ----- each thought poetry tangled verses we've woven this our shared madness ----- touched by your warm thoughts my eyes strip your words away... leaving you exposed ----- sensual poet words in an erotic dance... which leaves us gasping ----- that anguished woman once prejudiced against love... fell to wistful words ----- i taste all of you lips and tongue and beating heart... pulsating kisses ----- your words scream at me their mad passionate desire... touching me inside ----- spreading her bold wings dancing to the sound of words poet writes for her ----- screaming out wild words poetic erotic verse... our common madness ----- words i write sung to melody of moscato... wine red notation • Donovan Baldwin

Condemned to live, condemned to die, Ignored by passing passersby, Themselves, condemned as you and I, To live each day, and each day try, To live one more, and not to die. That's the law here, that's the way, To skip our lives from day to day, Pretending play is only play, Not life we've lost and thrown away, Left behind along our way. I've no lessons, laws, or rules, To save us all from being fools. So far I've not found any schools, Which teach us methods, give us tools, To stay alive as life's fire cools. Love's the only thing I've found, To aid us on this mad go-round, Providing guidance soft, yet sound, To wrap our lives in, keep it bound, Yet, something most have never found. • Donovan Baldwin

tiny universe in our smaller galaxy two planets in love ----- she remembers when she believed she was wicked before she met him ----- a tireless embrace imprinting myself with you body remembers ----- held in poet's words loving thoughts wrapped around you you are a poem ----- my arms around you half the way to paradise your arms around me ----- moaning a duet dating back to ancient times lust in darkened caves ----- your words scream at me of your passionate desires awakening me ----- your picture before me i almost forget to breathe my heart beats faster ----- making love beneath the sky soft grass our bed trees our walls voyeur moon above ----- whispers at her altar poetry like unto a prayer as his goddess sighs • Donovan Baldwin

Just read a story about 15 year olds who didn't know their own address. Made me think of a U.S. Army Platoon Sergeant I used to work with at Fort Hood,, now known as Fort Cavazos Texas. This man was the most "squared away" soldier you could imagine, but, his whole life was the Army. He knew, could perform, or teach just about any soldier skill. Take him blindfolded into the woods, turn him loose, and he could find his way to some coordinate on a map he'd never seen before. One morning, he called me up, "My car won't start. Can you pick me up on your way in?" Me, "Sure, Dave, where do you live?" Then he started telling me to turn at this store, go so many blocks, turn right, go some more blocks, turn at the big bush, etc.... I was losing track of all the turns, so, I said, "Just give me your address. I know that part of town." He said, "No" and started over with the turn-by-turn directions. Again, I stopped him and just asked for the address. He refused and started on the directions again. Again, I asked for the address. Finally, he exploded, "I don't KNOW my damned address!!! I'll have to go ask my wife." ...Which he did, and I found his house with no problem. Each of us has stuff we know and stuff we don't. Ways to do things that work for us but others just don't get. It's okay to be "Dave", but, every once in a while you may have to do it like everybody else. Got a couple more Dave stories I may tell some another time, like the time in the field he didn't follow my instructions to turn left at the brown cow, and got our platoon lost. I paid a bitter (cold... and wet) price for that one. • Donovan Baldwin

To dance for me, she Has chosen the wild music, The moans and sighs That drive men wild, Madly in licentious movement, Clad but in the lightest veils, Daring, demanding, the attention, Of me, her lover, seated at The edge of light, Whose eyes cannot leave her.

strip her of her fears embrace her naked passions touch her bare senses • Donovan Baldwin

I am of an ancient clan, And bear a secret name. The paths my many Shades have wandered, The nameless dead Left beside my trail, All make a story, Which I tell daily, And yet none see, Or understand, for, I am but a passing breath, Sensed by those Also of my clan, but, Nameless to them, Quickly forgotten. • Donovan Baldwin

love is everywhere time and place do not matter we bring love with us ----- curling his fingers reaching turning words inside sets butterflies free ----- Within me, for good or evil, Lie many years, curled like Some many headed monster, A mythological creature, Which can never be conquered, For it has grown upon itself, Reaching intricacies and Great proportions so that i, The essential being cannot Always control its Thoughts or actions. ----- if she chooses you her submission is a gift accept it with love ----- invisible bonds replaced with velvet restraints anticipation ----- they are who they are i'll not ask them who they were before i loved them ----- in my dreams my love never had a face or name just love much like mine ----- often in my mind we've stood beside our oceans two hands holding dreams ----- until she met him she never knew the darkness was so welcoming • Donovan Baldwin

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