ONE DAY SHE TOOK WING, AND OTHER POEMS, APRIL 22, 2024

one day she took wing

urged by a broken angel

to soar skies of love

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they look at my words

all that anyone can see

poet anonymous

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restless all these years

bound punished and degraded

by family and friends

then love she'd never known

in forms she had not dared dream

was shown her by a master

the velvet restraints

seemed to be just made for her

his arms her safest place

so she entered into love

gave herself to gain it all

he already wished for her

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she is a true muse

words of love trust and desire

given me to use

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do not be ashamed

to profess the love you feel

in honest open words

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i keep watch for you

the muse who speaks from her heart

longing to touch you

to be touched by you

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will you be my words

images that fill my mind

rhythm that drives me

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i will write of you

though our names have never met

and we love alone

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our small universe

two leaves on the same tree

doomed to never meet

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the words you have caused

love stories you've inspired

starring you and me

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love lay beside her

in the dirt and mud

her treasure disdained

by one who should

hove loved her,

but left her...

another lifted her

cherished her

eternal gift

in the chapel

of his heart

the love chambers

of their bodies

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once woke beside love

so long that place is empty

only filled with dreams

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opens her pages

begging me to write my words

her nectar my ink

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i've long lived with dreams

reality passed me by

and you left as well

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tried to give you love

but despite freedom offered

i was not your dream

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gave all that i could

asked so little in return

got much less than that

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i dreamed of a muse

who understood my need for her

who urged me to love her

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poet and his dream

never met but we became

the greatest lovers

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stripped of her heavy armor

stinking wet with fear and tears

naked to his loving arms

safe here she can weep

safe here she can be herself

safe here she can leave

that terrible world behind

safe here in his loving arms

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love's about secrets

not those hidden but shared

proudly and with trust

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i have quit hoping

much too old to have such dreams

but still they come

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i've spent life alone

amidst crowds and gaiety

wandered like a ghost

• Donovan Baldwin