By Donovan Baldwin

clad in her music
hidden by her instrument
she sings a love song

laying it aside
she in matronly beauty
rises in rhythm

dancing nakedly
still rapt in her melody
to my waiting arms

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no part of ourselves
shall be denied or hidden
for lovers bare all

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did i walk your dreams
lucky enough to hold you
my night was well spent

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in each night's darkness
ancient warrior stands guard
in his lover's dreams

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jewels in the dust
paints and powders wiped away
she brings me herself

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i but brush her skin
pleasant smile upon her face
fall in love once more

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moon and i the same
silent nighttime wanderers
in search of my love

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i soften my words
so i may use them gently
to caress my love

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if i burn tonight
with the sinful fires you cause
you must help quench them

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She walks across the room,
Head held proudly high
Aware of my eyes,
Alight with my carnal desire
Appraising her mature
And womanly nakedness,
As she bears herself
With loving honor to
The bed where she
Will make sweet love
To me, her adoring lover.

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Art: Nude Woman With Guitar by Anders Zorn