Carl Fraser Poet Rhyme

Passing Fancy

The trembling weak knees
The second glance
Into eyes that please
Walking headlong into her trance
Like a mazed rat
All i can do is stare
She sets the snare
The bait is bit
A melting smile
A swirling hip
A lingering fragrance
Subdues the soul
No Choice but to follow
Ive lost control
I watch her strut
I watch her swerve
As attraction builds 
So does my nerve
Just as I move in
I halt, To my Alarm
This beauty is swept up
 In another man's arms

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Roger Horsch December 24, 2013 at 4:06 PM Carl, This is a very very good poem. Please keep writing. Your new friend in poetry....Roger Carl Fraser December 26, 2013 at 5:24 PM Hi Roger, i been writing since my teens my friend and the gift just keeps on giving so i guess im here to stay, thaks for reading

Poet Destroyer A December 24, 2013 at 12:04 AM I do not like the way things end at times, Carl, .. Hopefully this is just a poem, it is a very good write... LINDA Carl Fraser December 26, 2013 at 5:22 PM well gee Linda i didnt like the way it ended either butlotsa fish in the sea they say lol

David Fisher December 23, 2013 at 10:48 AM Rats. Sounds like a Charlie Brown moment. Enjoyed the poem, Carl. Carl Fraser December 26, 2013 at 5:19 PM Ya David i walked away kickin the dirt with my head down just like charlie brown. Thanks for comin by

Eileen Manassian December 23, 2013 at 4:57 AM OH DEAR OH DEAR! I'm so sorry you weren't about to enjoy the beauty and have her all to yourself. Very entertaining write. Very well written. Carl Fraser December 26, 2013 at 5:18 PM well its a true story Eileen, but it happened along time ago, thank you for reading though