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I hear voices Reciting lovely words Woven together Into exquisite poems I don’t hear them With my ears They resonate in My heart These felt cadences Rise from my chest Ricochete through my brain Coming out my fingertips At times I see beauty In these created phrases Songs worthy of singing Gifts from the universe I must put down  Songs that I hear Filling my heart With intense love Share I must and So I will  Exposing what lives Inside with you

You’ve left and I’m empty Feeling reverberations  of the door you’ve slammed Stalking away in frustration Pain I never wanted for you Pain I can’t erase Never could Your intensity was too much Though I love your words Your clever twists of phrase Captured my mind and then My heart In silence I awaited you Unable to respond You’re gone, I will miss you Too little, too late you will be missed Not just by me We all were enriched Echos of greatness Spurred to write ourselves

if only she dared at least show her naked heart... dance her words for him ----- slow dancing at dawn neither day nor we are dressed... nor is there music ----- Her sudden stillness Punctuated by one sigh In encircling arms She sinks sated and replete A long awaited release #tanka ------- poet writes on her whispering words to soft skin with tender kisses ----- poetry whispers in rays of sunlight passing breeze every word your name ----- For some, love is not only an internal desire for the happiness of the other. For these people, its physical manifestations and expressions are natural, normal, and, for some, even necessary. Some cannot imagine love without lust, or vice versa. Some people cannot imagine being these people, but they exist. ----- she unraveled as he tenderly took each strand... wove her a poem ----- upon her garden kisses like a sudden rain... storms rose up inside ----- fingers whispering touching messages of love... felt rather than heard ----- came to her garden waking all her butterflies... into thrilling flight ----- what could i write of if i had never found you... surely not of love ----- look upon my words find yourself loved within them... wanted and desired ----- i reach in darkness just to touch you a moment... reassure myself ----- forget the mirror see yourself as i see you... hear how i say your name ----- she feared her darkness until he showed her the path which led to his light ----- delightful dining a moveable feast indeed... she could not stay still ----- By Donovan Baldwin

I would not hold back the sun But, there is that moment In each arriving dawn, When I wish the day Would wait a moment, Allow me to savor that Morning glow that appears Up in the sky and in my breast. • Donovan Baldwin

I've been on this site for a few weeks now, but just discovered how to post. I had no idea this was here... I would really like to make some new friends and connections on here. Thanks for your time and attention.

I've got a name I've not a game may sound the same to some lamebrain but to this dame it would be a shame if I could not remember from whence it came - all this silly nonsense

our pretty girl with colden goat wavy fur from tead to hail eyelashes like sweet streepers bark drown eyes and nose longing for a rummy tub she offers up her belly receiving so much pleasure she wildly tags her wail all of her shody baking ears town do her nails ©️L. G. Rogers 4-1-2023