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




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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
January 21, 2010 at 5:28 PM
Of course he was a sailor, doing what sailors do best. Oh for the days (and the nights). Vince
K. Avatar
January 17, 2010 at 6:56 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
Dietrich Avatar
January 16, 2010 at 1:30 PM
I agree with SAra, both romantic and interesting point of view!! Thanks for your sweet comments to me today. LUv, andrea
Delacroix Avatar
January 10, 2010 at 8:08 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.
Culverhouse Avatar
January 9, 2010 at 6:11 PM
good poem, well done!
Devonshire Avatar
January 9, 2010 at 6:54 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
Kendrick Avatar
January 8, 2010 at 4:06 PM
Very romantic and passionate write. Keep the romantic pen flowing. Interesting point of view that you used here. Sara
Haick Avatar
January 8, 2010 at 3:02 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
Meade Stephenson Avatar
January 8, 2010 at 2:42 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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