Hoping You Feel The Same Way

Sleep became a distant thought
I arose to write a few more lines
imagination tickled the trough
from you I got some more signs

More of a wonderment I could say
have no idea of your physical look
but then matters not either way
you drew sensualness in my book

Some hesitating is actually good
allows time for it to take root
and properly study as I should
before sharing the lustful loot

Joint cravings can be a big lift
while our lives stir like a pot
settling in to share all the gift
making better of life than we got

To share the longings and crave
for a more robust thrill in tact
you cut thru the bull like a shave
and bring it to the point of a fact

My body trembles for the joy
you dangle out in front of me
burning desire rises past coy
even to the utmost of ecstasy

You know by now I sweat
as thoughts drift your way
feel the dampness turn to wet
from the words you had to say

Might as well simply admit
you've got me past just want
it builds daily and won't quit
touch me... it's the boiling point

You've done it quite well
whispering, be patient for now
I'm lusting, can't you tell
think you may deserve a bow

I write all the time in pleasure
to relieve frustrations mire
yet now I find in you a treasure
who created a strong desire

I've got to be open with you
woman, I need to be touched
do things I know you can do
I'm craving you so damn much

I get stiff as a desert bone
tongue darts in kind of a way
which tells me it ain't wrong
lustfully needing you each day

Let me shout with the thrills
I see in kissing you there
lapping while sharing the wills
past your moist patch of hair

Let me lay back the petals
and lick the blossom's point
burying my face in your kettle
tasting one of the parts I want

While licking and sucking
I'll firmly hold your ass
we'll joyfull get to fucking
making it a touch of class

Pssst! Come close here
while nibbling your neck
I'll whisper in your ear
to start the loving trek

Make me make us good
to share secrets in the dark
lets write like we never could
to make ourselves really spark

We can become the best
making each other crow
as I await words from you
so we both be in the know

Relieve frustration's curve
make love with me real soon
be it in the dark with nerves
or mid day at the strike of noon

O, let me touch you
caress you till I drop
smother is what I'll do
its past the point of stop

Now, maybe I can sleep
rest from passion's gay
and dream a little peep
hoping you feel the same
way.

Del Cano 2005 February