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seems a hard woman but sudden blush betrays her... soft giggle follows • Donovan Baldwin

she wears a coat of words unraveled by his poems... all the threads falling • Donovan Baldwin

Wordsmith yes, but, Poet without Finesse or filigree. Blacksmith rather than Silversmith, Burning them in Blistering heat, I beat my heavy words Into submission, Hammering them Into useful shapes Quenching them with Cheap red wine, Savoring their shapes, Against flaming sunsets. • Donovan Baldwin

tracing her body outward shape of his desire... love's earthly vessel • Donovan Baldwin

it's not what i do but the way that you respond... that is exciting • Donovan Baldwin

I stand alone in darkness, By the bay of my youth, The phosphorescent water Leaving gentle caresses, Recurring kisses, Upon luminescent sand, Sad until, a hand, A small soft hand, Fits itself to mine, You, aglow in moonlight, Close and warm, As offshore wind, Brings us together. • Donovan Baldwin

Words have never been my weapons. I love words too much to share them In any but loving ways, showing The inner me, touching the inner you. If I share my words with you, that... Says more about how I feel for you, Than the words themselves...

As royal golds and purples, Slowly build until, exploding Over the creamy clouds, Glistening pond, wet reeds, Bringing quivering morning, Moving earth and lover, On hard tipped hills, And smooth velvet plains, A crescendo of awakening Fading into a quiet glory, In which all rest. • Donovan Baldwin

Old battered jewel Seeking proper setting. Wish to be treasured Fine with staying in the box, Brought out for special occasions, And cherished in private. • Donovan Baldwin

Let us place four candles, To the directions of the compass, Open windows to hear The music of the wind in the trees, Moonlight will illuminate our Dance floor, later to be our love bed, Arms around we pretend Steps to tunes only we can hear, Merely as excuse to hold and kiss. • Donovan Baldwin

All the sighs you've held inside, Moans in the night, Swirling steps of joy, Romantic, erotic, poetic Thoughts which hide secretly Within your mind, behind That demurely proper face Demanded by polite society, All the reality of you which Must be hidden, I dare you to set free. • Donovan Baldwin

In our touching intimacy, She sings an ancient song, Heard in castle and in cave Transcending millenia, The wordless paean of love Rising, approaching, Breathless in its gallop Leaping, arching, reaching, Gasping at the last in Final crescendo of ecstasy, Then, ending the beat... rest. • Donovan Baldwin