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The Cutter, the Foreigner and the Beach

In a cutter he sailed This tanned foreign man Muscled and handsome As i watched him step on my island His long brown hair Mm, shoulder length I went weak at the knees Losing my strength The evening drew in As i sat on the beach Admiring his ship Craving his reach When i heard a voice Saying " good evening to you " I turned around And the want in me grew I said " hello back " Would you care to join me On this sunset evening As i joy at the seas On the sands we sit Our lives being discussed My inner thoughts of this young man Were beach laid lust We continued to chat As we moved real close We shared a kiss As our skin was exposed He picked a red flower And placed it in my hair Into his eyes i looked To desire him here His muscled body Held me to his My breasts outing My heart in bliss The warm evening air Drifts over our skins In the sands we join Our pleasurable sins Its as if the warms winds quieten Allowing our chorus of love As the stars peer through The palm tree leaves up above In explosive crescendo Like the breakers on the shore He excites me like no other As my body cries for more In symphony and in sync We writhe and absorb Our passion shared Before natures sinking orange orb In his arms i lie Until well into dawn For i know in my heart Unto him i am drawn http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-7.php

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Date: 1/21/2010 5:28:00 PM
Of course he was a sailor, doing what sailors do best. Oh for the days (and the nights). Vince
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Date: 1/17/2010 6:56:00 AM
Your title is what drew me and can I just say "is it hot here, or what?" Such a passionate write indeed, and I really liked how you were able to successfully present this from a woman's point of view...thanks for sharing this--hmm care to spill the name of that foreigner? haha
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Date: 1/16/2010 1:30:00 PM
I agree with SAra, both romantic and interesting point of view!! Thanks for your sweet comments to me today. LUv, andrea
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Date: 1/10/2010 8:08:00 PM
John Smith and Pocahontas? Is what this poem makes me think of. Ooh lal la! Passionate write. Great work of the pen! James. And again thank you for your comments on my poem. Best wishes, Caroline.
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Date: 1/9/2010 6:11:00 PM
good poem, well done!
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Date: 1/9/2010 6:54:00 AM
Such a lovely, passionate poem, James! It reads like a beautiful novel and I didn't want it to end, even "well into dawn." Just got home and it's snowing in Ormond Beach, so there won't be any beach days for a while. Still, your poem has me longing to meet this delicious man! Love you, Highlander! Carolyn
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Date: 1/8/2010 4:06:00 PM
Very romantic and passionate write. Keep the romantic pen flowing. Interesting point of view that you used here. Sara
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Date: 1/8/2010 3:02:00 PM
Awesome! Romantic and sensual write, dear James! I Thank you so much for reading and commenting on my poems today! Best regards to Bonnie Scotland! Peace, Audrey
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Date: 1/8/2010 2:42:00 PM
This is a superb piece you have penned James...sensual, romantic and just oozing with 'fire'... with a slight hint of eroticism. Excellent vivid imagery. Thanks so much for sharing! Have a superb day~Mary
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