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You, the moon, and I, Go back a long way, For we stem from Long lines of romance, And the creation of love, For you, the moon, and I, Shine our love over all, But, understand One another best, And, loving triad, Seek to bring love And pleasure to the world. • Donovan Baldwin

we read together fingers rubbing the letters of our love story • Donovan Baldwin

Your poet wonders Do you love to read my words? Do they excite you, As much as me when I write, Thinking of you reading them? • Donovan Baldwin

poems vibrating within her secret places she moans with each word • Donovan Baldwin

she knelt down for love kissing his stream of hot words as they passed her lips • Donovan Baldwin

my thoughts brush gently on her mind's tender surface expectations rise • Donovan Baldwin

She bathes in soft water, Warm caressing wavelets Surrounding skin, Causing sensations, or, Sin-sations? She is smilingly Aware of more Than simply water In the bath, but, All invasive pleasure, Which fills each Bit of skin exposed To the touch of The silken fluid, And her own Gliding hands. • Donovan Baldwin

guide my hands boldly teaching them brave caresses that bring you pleasure • Donovan Baldwin

my ten bold fingers wrote a thousand fantasies on her soft pages • Donovan Baldwin

you know exactly when where and how to touch me with your hands and words • Donovan Baldwin

I, artist poet, Paint you My model Sitting, Facing me, Bare and open, Hands behind your head, Smiling, Giggling? As I draw you, First with soft brushes, Then with fingertips, Tracing the naked flesh, Quivering with pleasure, As you moan and sigh, Telling me... What to do next... • Donovan Baldwin

abandoned angel who became his every wish in their new eden • Donovan Baldwin