Ah, you are like a ride
a sudden burst of need
like a hot rod jammin
always at top speed
forever in forward
throwing gears to rush
that hot rod to the end
climax's explosive gush
my, my the race gets on
each time you appear
just the thought of you
starts all engine's near
nothings like the thrill
when you give the nod
which fires up my engines
till I am a blazing hot rod
Del Cano 2005 February
Simple as a slight smile
a light beam to touch
yet draws me closer
you tweek me so much.
Your hair brushing me
touching gainst my skin
senses rise and tingling
so good feels like sin.
Just the site of your face
shoots a sparkle in the air
broadening my smile
to what seems like a flair.
I rise to the occassion
as your presence hits the marks.
The whole of you sends out
mighty glowing sparks.
Woman, in simple terms
you blow my mind to bits
and raise sensual images
like nipples on your tits.
The softness of your touch
your radiance rising in my air
shouts out to me in rhyming notes
damn, you're good, I declare.
You shatter old thoughts
trash what was formerly my pain
and as you're working your magic
can't help but call out your name.
You say you're just being you
nothing special I hear you say
yet you bring so much joy
and make me happier each day.
Whatever you have is wonderful
nothing I might compare thereof
it warms to the core of my soul
like a mighty comforter of love.
Del Cano 2005 May
Just a little bitty note
to tell you bout my morn
last night I got out a shout
and big part of my horn
I was fully sober
till your inebriating touch
rocked my libido
which needed it so much
I am aware of need
like when you returned
girls night out syndrom
with that heated burn
You favored me
with your pulsing clit
and I fell asleep
joyously licking it
Just to let you know
when the need arise
I can be your tongue
and more besides
sleep on, sweet lady
rest your tired soul
I'm going out to work now
feeling like new gold
But I feel the need
to give you lots of praise
for the whopping thrill
you done put in my days
Be good and be blessed
get yourself some rest
lounge around in bliss
and here I send you a kiss
Spencer 2005 March
Love to make your juices to flow
from fondling the places I found
your reactions run the gammit
sceaming to fallin on the ground
Love to watch you wiggle
when I touch certain spots
oh my goodness, so love
to fondle you a lots
I like to drive your senses
to the ends of the sensual show
while listening for the humming
I have so enjoyed to know
When my lips touch your
lower lips in alternating spurts
my tongue darts to your spot
till both our need starts to hurt
the thought of my face
buried deeply twixt your thighs
does amazing things to my senses
sending sparks from toes to my eyes
breathless licking and sucking
pulses my body to its delight
a touch of your breast's fullness
soars my lust fully out of sight
moaning and groaning, tears
seem to well up in my eyes
the scent of your sexual fire
freezes me near to hipnotize
wild lustfull stirrings raise
each time I lay hands on you
and the volcanic eruptions explode
like a sexual wrecking crew
you whisper sultry slurs
nearly unrecognizable chatter
drawing me so near to your senses
like inhaling sexual matter
your body throws me out
like a soaring sailing ship
and my I totally freak out
with a caress of those hips
Need I say more to you
before I pack the tools and go
baby you turn me on so much
and I love to make your juices flow.
Del Cano 2005 January
In our intimate voices
we let our hair down
reach for little words
to add to the crown.
Like me saying,
"damn, mama, sho is good"
Queen speaking of crystals
like I know she would.
Oh, baby, love that touch
you know, prize ass
she grins sheepishly,
"its a touch of class"
And when she feeds
me those lovely breast
she checks my penis
just a teasing test.
Course she knows
I'll be in a studder
as she uses me as
her sailing rudder
Oh, my the thrills
grunts, and a groan
and even more turn ons
when she starts to moan
There aint no better
or wilder sexual bit
than having my tongue
working on her clit.
Damn, damn raising it
to heights, sheer desire
feeling her all over makes
nothing but a FIRE
And the strength of
each explosive release
racking my body
past and beyond belief
Giving thanks
down on my knees
sucking vigorously
aiming to please
Deep into the abyss
floating in a trance
gripping thigh tightly
devour them if a chance
In intimate words
naughty thru the course
of love making's whimpers
we both get so hoarse.
Del Cano 2005 March
He said she was hotter than a two dollar pistol
waving round them hips wildly with her joy
but what she had trouble really figuring out
was how she failed to woo this needy poetry boy
no matter how robust her tail wiggled and moved
or her tits bounced to the rhythms in her head
its as if that two dollar pistol exploded in her hands
and she lived the thoughts which she had been fed
and not till she comes to the realization that
I don't need no special dancin to raise my ire
cause I lay low and just wait on her to stop pretending
and figure out I see past her antics to see her fire.
she dances to a tune most do not even hear
cause she has a deep welled yearn to be needed
while I am watching her step thru life's travesty
I want her to know she has me now well seeded.
she spreads her mind while her heart hides from some
she wants to be loved and cherished with plenty desire
and as long as she shows me her true spirit and self
there is no doubt her image will keep setting me on fire.
Del Cano 2005 April
Good lovin is
a cravin for sure
not just a desire
making us sore
but a driving need
a tremble of the best
a wildly busting rage
topping all the rest
good lovin allows
juices to flow in thought
anytime the idea comes
to fruitions you've brought
wet from the vision
body dancin inside
thighs needin that thrill
of the lustful ride
soul screaming out
need that magic touch
tongue craving the flavor
it loves so much
wantin to scream
shoutout and beg
cravins run all thru
from head to your leg
the finality of the touch
quiets the needed rumble
only till the next time
you need the tumble
ooo wee
Del Cano 2005 April
Age did not cast out the blaze
still the flame rises from its haze
and pokes out through libido's rust.
Ah, an old friend, Marvelous lust!
So glad to find you still devoted
of that it has been duly noted.
Love to read your special fashion
laced of lust and old style passion.
Del Cano 2004
Just give me one sinful night
I'll lap till my tongue starts to hurt
you'll see I'm more than a sigh
and much more than only a flirt
Just give me one sinful night
do not allow pleasures to spoil
I've practiced in my dreams
till my mind is fully soiled
One scrumptious feel of you
shall explode to shooting stars
set my soul like a rocket ship
on target to maybe Mars
Just give me one sinful night
of the pleasures I so adore
If you fill the order of my crave
I would not need to beg for more
Del Cano 2005
How will I start this tale of tart
most tasty each morsel’s flavor.
How she brewed, then renewed
the reckoning of lusts to savor.
Cannot lie she pleased the eye
of every fiber’s craving want
and all the senses raised in unison
till my body was tight and taunt.
This eyelicious creature, delicious
in all visual meanings of the word.
Honey, flowing from her mouth;
ecstatic sounds so rarely heard.
Need I say I found no way
to resist her presence’s appeal.
As she stroked manhood’s yoke
I responded with zest and zeal.
And, oh, how would I know
she’d turn my body to jell.
A bursting crease then released
one hell of an odorous smell.
I was stuck! Mind went amuck;
seemed frozen in a senseless state.
I tried and tried to break the grip
she held so firmly on my fate.
A mighty fight went on that night
with oh, a many a grunt and groan.
Then, as suddenly as she appeared
I found that I was just all alone!
My foggy state then did abate
as clarity slowly began to spoil it.
I know for sure and I’ll tell you all
don’t ever fall asleep on the toilet.
DelCano 2004
