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at some other time bodies knew and loved and died... souls never forgot • Donovan Baldwin

poet weaves her tale his dancer of poetry living in his words • Donovan Baldwin

attack me with love penetrate old defenses which i've cast aside • Donovan Baldwin

mutual desires each passionate urge woven into love's own bonds • Donovan Baldwin

I stack my books on wooden shelves Take them down and set them back, One by one, picking and choosing Thoughts and friends from among Their aging pages, But, for my own thoughts, I will wander off somewhere, Gazing at the green of grass, The gold and brown of sunflowers, The blue of water and of sky, Beneath a gleaming sun Or glowing moon. • Donovan Baldwin

no land owns woman for she is her own country to explore and love • Donovan Baldwin

weakness of my heart. at the thought or sight of you all else fades away • Donovan Baldwin

let's not make complex this simple intricacy referred to as love • Donovan Baldwin

her hands grasping sheets gasping breaths filled with desires thrashing with pleasure • Donovan Baldwin

I hear the earth songs, The voices on the wind, Singing of the trees, Words made of The sounds of coyote, Bird, and bee, I see the art of nature, Paintings in green And gold and blue, Royal scarlet, Colors beyond my palette, To describe Common In the rising And setting of the sun, The perfectly hewn Statue of a flower, A rabbit, One tiny blackberry, In colors and textures, Which can be touched, And breathed, And tasted, And remembered Forever... Something no human artist Nor poet can achieve. • Donovan Badwin

too full to contain i pour myself over you filling your desires • Donovan Baldwin

You would not understand, Though you would try your best, If I were to tell you all, The past of me, The dreams of me, The past happiness And present pain That makes me me. There's darkness in me That you will never understand Though you would try your best. • Donovan Baldwin