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As wonderful as words are, And as much as I love them, Nothing, no poem or novel, Can express innermost feelings, Like a look, longing and wistful, Lecherous, And simultaneously, Loving... A touch, intimately intrusive Yet, permitted for the meaning Is felt by hand and body... The embrace, each in contact Breaking boundaries in Mutual desire, One more look... Inches away, Face cupped in hands, Slight shake of head in awe, And then the kiss... Leading to all the other ways Love, lust, desire, want, need, May be expressed... Without words. • Donovan Baldwin

Somewhere my dreams, Wander in the night, Seeking a path, To my true love. My lucid thoughts, Traveling the world Upon night's moonbeams, In search of she who Elsewhere waits, unaware, Of the love which fills my darkness, Questing for evidence of she, Who makes dreams worthwhile. • Donovan Baldwin

I feel your touch, Skin to skin, Flesh to flesh, I have you in my arms, Your body to mine, Feeling the breath, The life of you, Kisses that are more Than lips meeting lips, As bodies kiss, Exchanging caresses, With every contact, Of the entire corpus, Beyond hands, All over. • Donovan Baldwin

Let us once more walk the glistening sand, Waves lapping at out naked feet, as, hand in hand, With faces unable to lose their constant smiles, We gaze in awe at the treasure we have found, As we walk for miles, In common pride and ecstasy, For I've found you, And you've found me. • Donovan Baldwin

She dances, Her desires revealed, No matter the costume, Or the music, Her body betrays In each movement, Each step, Each positioning, Each glance at the watcher, The meaning of the dance, That she does to please, To arouse, To delight, To lead to other things... She dances. • Donovan Baldwin

It's cold today, my Love, Let us take the time, To share the heat of our desire, Warming one another, Upon the floor of heaven, While touching one another, With burning love, Stoking the fiery responses, That climax in an exciting Blaze of common glory. • Donovan Baldwin

Dusk falls, and evening mist Crosses the meadow, Beneath the trees, I see your figure, Stepping daintily, So as not to bruise the flowers, Or awaken dreaming mysteries, You, my Faerie Queene, mystic Matron, no maid, yet with years, Beauty earned and made, Within your loving soul. • Donovan Baldwin

Sexy woman? Little to do with her body, Unless it's how she offers it to your arms. How she opens herself to Your touches and your kisses, How she returns them, Unafraid to claim her right To joy and pleasure With you. How she opens her mind Sharing deepest desires And dreams. • Donovan Baldwin

Upon a rude table, In a simple cabana On the shore, Between sea and forest, Two glasses, Cheap red wine, Golden candle glow, As sun sinks, I fetch my old Ragged book of poems, Lay a plate of cheese, And coarse bread, Set old vinyl spinning... Soft guitar music, And you enter... • Donovan Baldwin

Slipping softly into the stream of my thought, You, no nymph, but woman real and true, Swim gracefully through the thoughts of my mind, Images genuine and unembellished by fantasy, For I see you as you are, and float in happy awe Of the force of the passion in which we bathe. • Donovan Baldwin

If I have nothing else Of you, I have my dreams. They are dreams of you, And what might have been, In some other place and time. I have you, in a way, Yet, only in my dreams, Can I have that which I want most. You, warm within my arms, Your lips, soft against mine, Your heart, beating with mine, You, in all ways, Even if only in my dreams. If I have nothing else, I have my dreams of you. That is all I will ask for, Although there is so much more That I can have, If only in my dreams.

I kissed you last night, Gazed on your sleeping face, Sighed with wonder At the beauty of you. I see it, but you, May still be unaware. I'll keep telling you, Until you believe as I do, And your glistening wings will pop out, Lifting you into the air, And you soar up and laugh, Piroutte for both our pleasures, Landing lightly at my side, Taking your place, awake, with me. "Til then, I'll kiss you each night, Gaze on your sleeping face, And sigh with the wonder, At the beauty you Have not discovered yet. • Donovan Baldwin