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I word guy, About meaning, Love and all, Searching Perfect word to call, Dandle, dangle Shiny bangle One by one, Groups, phrases, One thrills, amazes, I shout one out, Then turn and view, The one word, Perfect word, Stands for you, Not quite the same, Yet I whisper it, Your name. • Donovan Baldwin

Undo the robe, love. Let it flow open, Slipping slowly to the ground. Stand in your naked pride, Wrapped only in my warm gaze, Shivering, not with cold, But, with anticipation, Aware of my eyes Undressing you even more, So my heart can see you too, Feeling you before I touch you. • Donovan Baldwin

I would converse with you, Spinning words and touches, Into tales of romance, Writing fiery chapters of erotica, And sweet stanzas of amour, In the warm breath of whispers, As we entwined recline cheek to cheek, Heated embraces molding Two lovers into one. • Donovan Baldwin

I seek an immodest goddess, Daring darling, free, unfettered, Soaring with sensuality, Dancing with dryads In a fiery flamenco, Exciting, enticing, Holding my heart, Alive with her animation, Fragile in her fingers, Lustfully longing, For her, My lady love. • Donovan Baldwin

Sometimes I push the button, The one in my head that Plays your words over and over, The one that blends My comments with yours, And we become a conversation, A chat that doesn't have to go anywhere, Yet winds up exactly where We love it to be. • Donovan Baldwin

prairie in the night swept o'er by a poet wind sowing seeds of dreams Fort Worth: Statue, Prairie Wind, by Milchael Pavlovsky Photograph by Donovan Baldwin

Who needs an alarm clock, When, at 4 A.M. each morning, The friendly little Turkish man, Who speaks no English, But, smiles at me, American, Who speaks no Turkish, Kurmanji, Arabic, or Zazaki, Whichever his native tongue, Bangs open the furnace door, And shovels in the coal, In the basement immediately Underneath my U.S. Army, Government issue bed? • Donovan Baldwin (True Story - Paul Revere Village, Karlsruhe, Germany, 1982-83.)

her shy decorum leaves to imagination only my desire Art: Watercolor from "Lady of Shalott" by Benjamin Victor. • Donovan Baldwin

my woman's body aged ripened mature ready alive with desire • Donovan Baldwin

did i create you draw you forth from fantasies or am i your dream • Donovan Baldwin

soft touch of satin your skin beneath my fingers so warmly wanting • Donovan Baldwin

she taught me of love opened my eyes to beauty starting with myself • Donovan Baldwin