Poetry

following her spine

kisses down her naked skin

from nape to nether

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ink with which she writes

in reply to poet's pen

clear crystal honey

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generous of her

sharing her desire's essence

his worship's reward

my morning pleasure

saw you all these many times

praising my poems

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a fabulous land

body neath my touch and kiss

she's laid out for me

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sexy lady's form

so intriguing appealing

her generous curves

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She was small, tiny,

Much smaller than me,

And lighter too...

Once I removed all her clothes,

Kissing and hugging

I walked her backwards,

Hands behind her thighs,

Lifted her to the windowsill,

Where she opened for me,

Her panting breaths sweet breezes,

Until she trembled and sighed,

Whispering in Vietnamese French,

In an almost silent ecstasy.

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ravished each other

in our desperate desire

and mutual need

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love doesn't draw lines

or put people in boxes

unless you're with them

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her loving essence

flows from flower and fountain

spreading passion's heat

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upon word currents

lonesome poet's pet raven

carries love letters

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lonely the decades

that began with loving hope

ending in mourning

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dare not speak of love

when old memories return

and the dark descends

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poet sits alone

writing unloved poems

last candle dying

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old events they were

years ago yet yesterday

when pen meets paper

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sometimes i can't speak

even my fingers grow dumb

and sadness can't leave

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adored and offered

there on altar bed she spread

goddess sacrificed

• Donovan Baldwin