James Fraser Poet Quatrain

Wanting Bodies Glow

In a world only they know from their first meet
She craves his manly touch and desires their souls to greet
Flesh from two in love in grace upon cotton white
Unification to be their want this coming winter nights

Caressed to undress whilst their kisses whisper so
Naked to bare in touch their wanting bodies glow
Excitement abounds in bloom, lips in tender grace
Eyes meet then close, their hands in loving pace

Like the rhythm of the ocean as the waves gracefully caress
Her laced light covered clothing, now to be undressed
Slowly her spine I traverse in kissing motioned flow
Upon her peachy flesh, she's sensed for in I grow

To her nape her lobes I touch, my hands adorn her mane
Whispers unto she I share, in delight I kiss her frame
Bite marks, clenched nails of thrill, adorn her peached skin
In blissful elegance, she now welcomes her Highlander in

In craving lustful desire, twined these two in mix
Their pulse begins to kick as they fuse transfixed
Fresh these two in love in grace upon cotton white
Unification to be their want this coming winter nights









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Jack Ross Jr. July 30, 2011 at 1:18 PM Another erotic sweat bringer James. I really must stop reading this it brings pain, such pain to my "pride".lol ...good one old Jack

James Peranteau July 30, 2011 at 7:20 AM You once eased my nerves James, of a somewhat overt intimate write of mine, in my concern of, offending the soup. You enlightened me with the fact that your writes at times cause blush, and you were never expelled from the soup....tish; I'm blushing dear poet, with this write! Only the soul with knowledge could write this poetry sir...sweet! Later my friend....much love, james James Fraser July 30, 2011 at 7:45 AM The poetry you write James allows the reader to use their imagination, as I do. I have read poetry on other sites where they use cuss language. I will never ever use such words in any of my pieces. I prefer to use intelligence, than cuss. You poems James are a total delight to read, they always have, and always will be :)

Francine Roberts July 29, 2011 at 8:30 PM so much for my new hairdo, now I have to head off to a cold shower....sigh..... wonderfully erotic piece James