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not always the words that have affected me so as the heart that wrote them ----- you are a treasure love's sweet wonder should be shared one to another ----- erotic lady hides one behind the other until she's wanted yet they all agree sometimes both appear at once when they all desire sweet arrangement erotic lady and lovers however they wish ----- a few simple words a poem about kisses you liked it i smiled • Donovan Baldwin

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The attached cartoon reminds me of a story... of course. In the 60's I was a teenage usher at the Saenger Theatre (yes, spelled that way) on Palafox Street, in Pensacola, Florida. One night, someone told me there was a fight in the men's room. On my way to check it out, this HUGE guy with an angry look on his face and a torn shirt passed me going back into the theater. The men's room was tiled in black and white, but, like the newspaper joke, it was red all over too. Two sailors, in white uniforms, mostly whites were crumpled up against the wall, obviously the losers in an altercation with the other guy. As I came in, one mumbled to the other, "Well, I guess we showed him..." We called the police and in a few minutes a cruiser pulled up and a HUGE-ER officer stepped out. We gave him a quick briefing, and he asked if we knew where the other guy was sitting. My partner did, and the officer sent him down to get the guy. My buddy tapped the guy on the shoulder and the man came up ready to punch some more. At that, my partner scurried back, and the cop headed down there. HE tapped the guy on the shoulder, and the guy came up again, ready for action, but, pulled back when he saw the cop... in uniform and even bigger and tougher looking than he was. Turns out the cop was a local wrestler in his off-duty time. Situation was resolved. Shore Patrol came for the two sailors, and the restroom was cleansed of blood. A memory was made. Donovan Baldwin

stripped before them all demonstrates the ways of love the paths to pleasure ----- our night filled with sounds of mutual love and lust sweet desires fulfilled ----- grounded angel halo bent and broken-winged watching her soar free ----- watch you swoop and soar free and beautiful on wing proud tear in my eye • Donovan Baldwin

candles and warm bath oil and blissful poetry immersing herself ----- love's an adventure when you add a little spice stir in fantasies ----- her special flower she has offered up to me sparkling with love's dew • Donovan Baldwin

so much love to give so little ever received a fool keeps hoping ----- what i wish you knew that so many of these words were written for you ----- i apologize for incorrect assumptions for my daring words ----- i made promises to the end of my own life these oaths must be kept • Donovan Baldwin

those wonderful words that strip away your outer garb leaving you naked ----- no single person can catch all the love that spills from me too much love is lonely ----- time to time pauses remembering the poet who's kept her secrets ----- touching an orchid eyes and fingers follow curves wet with loving dew ----- herculean task displaying feelings with words instead of kisses ------ words took you with them on that journey poets know while i waited here ----- never spoke a word yet he screamed to her of love from the written page ----- while the world fails me deep within my wicked dreams you and i make love ----- one treasured moment let's look at one another and call it foreplay ----- she's much respected socially acceptable her flames well hidden ----- you have changed my world with real words imagined smile yourself as you are ----- her favorite toys stashed with her erotica for her private times • Donovan Baldwin

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more than a shadow you are creature of magic dancing in my dreams skirt flares about you naked legs so happily molten in moonlight excited cheeks flushed your gaily panting bosom promises on your skin ----- daughter of no king nor elfin sprite of legend my mystic woman ----- words about her wrists naked to his sentences lashed by poetry ----- proudly she displays secrets no one else may see shameless in her love ----- no maidens thank you old poet warmed by matron muse finds the sweetest words ----- she turned me away because she was too perfect all i ever desired ----- have you spotted it what i wrote for you today a smile on my lips ----- she's got a secret sweet gentle teddy bear ferocious in bed ----- came into my life making me reveal myself then she disappeared ----- birth until today no one's ever wanted me words perhaps not me ----- sometimes remembers all the times that he was spurned the one time he wasn't ----- of all the women only one ever loved me one i left behind ----- of beasts of the earth useless sort of animal this poet creature ----- best done in private this form of masturbation writing of poems ----- erotic poet an amateur botanist exploring orchids ----- private festival of oral arts delicious confections whipped up sweet berries and dripping cream ----- untroubled angel in my arms as sin begins sweet demonic grin ----- first in our family so odd he's a poet try to ignore him ----- intense the image rainbow flaming black and white stripped of its colors ----- my one true lover the woman who reads my words knows that they're for her ----- she seems innocent and perhaps in ways she is also sensual both personas stunning visible in poetry which betrays her soul fires that burned within needs and wants they failed to grasp love that caused her pain ----- i'll not bother you until you've invited me back into your arms ----- sweatshirt and flannel believe me YOU are sexy it's not the clothes dear ----- boots and mini skirt and that sassy walk of hers smile over her shoulder ----- A soldier, a poet, an adventurer, yet how boyish he seemed in sleep. She looked at him and rolled up in her blanket, the saddle for her pillow. As she drifted off to sleep, he woke, looked at her... a soldier, a poet, and adventurer... how angelic she looked in the moonlight... the memory of their lovemaking flooded his mind and body... and he loved with a love he could never speak. ----- ready for adventures my body can longer handle but i don't give a damn... let's do it, baby ----- i pretend you care vut no one has ever before why on earth would you • Donovan Baldwin t

started as a kiss became her teeth on my neck oral tradition ----- exposed self to all and drenched by seminal words a poet was born ----- friction summoned flames hidden below her surface waiting to be wanted ----- her storm has passed through petals wet with pouring rain ----- consulting desires as she selects tonight's toy evening's entertainment ----- kneeling supplicant attitude of worship muffled orisons ----- sweet pacific sprite sharing secrets in a smile and poems she likes ----- secret she can't see doesn't know she's beautiful and so i tell her ----- pelting of raindrops fingertips on naked skin arousing tattoo she stretches arches an offering to nature and her lover's touch raindrops and fingers causing body to tingle with desires for more ----- her body love's storm lightning flares within her breast erupts as pleasure ----- brought me her secrets and that night we unwrapped them trying each one out ----- bring me your secrets in the darkness of the night we'll see how they fit ----- look and you'll see me night's lightning my lantern as i look for you ----- recalls the moment when she became immortal in the words he wrote ----- aching in her loins so painful her eager tips in need of love's touch ----- he did not touch her in her mind memories did what happened was real ----- i cannot keep you i'll give you wings teach you to fly if only you'd stay ----- pursues ecstasy lips open as sighs escape the body she's freed ----- a voluptuous world golden orgasmic sunsets sensuously folded flower petals ----- how it's always been no one's ever wanted me always been alone ----- was it the candlelight glow illuminating love made me dream to much ----- How many poems have you caused How many moments of desire? What magic power do you exert, Over the passage of poet's hand? Without awareness you have caused Hours of creativity, and quiet sadness, As one who loved you held his tongue, Pouring his love into poetry You admired but did not know Was meant for you. ----- yes love passed me by but the muses gave me words for my tortured soul ----- it's so odd you know life dedicated to love yet never been loved ----- you cannot imagine how that sweet smile of yours has excited me ----- did not mean to shame you excited by your natural smile and my desire to kiss you • Donovan Baldwin

Never call me broken. Bent and crushed, Crumpled and thrown away... Left in the gutter for lost, Looked the Devil eye to eye, And spit in his... I'm stitched and sewn Back together so much My very soul looks Like the Frankenstein monster... But i still walk, talk, growl, Play checkers with the Devil now, And spill out poetry, so... Don't ever call me broken. ----- exposing myself trying to speak the simple truth others can't believe ----- never ending roar wind ceaselessly stings my skin memories replayed ----- let poet love you write you into poetry a few hundred times ----- many love letters well disguised as poetry to adored goddess ----- below soul's surface she is like an ocean tide drawing me with her ----- best i stay unseen remain poet who exists as mere words of love ----- heart beats and hand moves while all the rest is dying love remains alive ----- gown about her feet most revealing pose at dawn watercolor orchid ----- sharing our hearts' smiles with our souls dancing naked to our poetry ----- a lovely morning poetry over coffee the look in your eyes ----- morning's mist glistens sweetly drips from her petals dawn's enticing dew ----- endless waves and wind begetter of poetry always the ocean ----- Speak to me with ocean waves, As the wind to sing for me, Take me back to boyhood In the woods beside the bay, Climb those trees once more, Contemplating in boyish ways, The rhythm and adventure of Life and the endless sea, Progenitors of poetry, And the future poet. ----- dream she knows i'm here knows of words i wrote for her expecting nothing ---- seems a shy flower yet hidden petals glisten with love's fiery dew • Donovan Baldwin

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