You've Got My Juices Flowing

Looking at you watching me
in a demur yet way so bold
Strirred juices within me 
dripping thru my very soul.

 

Watching you is like dessert
till the waiter gives a nudge.
I am seeing delicious tarts
like a sundae topped in fudge.

 

That sheepish sorta grin
brings my juices to a drip.
And oh, my goodness, then
I want to kiss your lips.

 

Trying to speak about the topic
as my eyes undress you fast.
Your every movement, a dance
truly you are a sensual blast.

 

A conversation lost to the wind
a performance for those sitting near.
Keeping a bit of composure
while exchanging a lustful spear.

 

As you eat and chew your food
can see desire on your face.
While I do the same thing
its you filling my every taste.

 

Can't wait to end this charade
so we can get back to the room
to our own secret love nest
which won't come too soon.

 

Ah, the tingles you give me
while the world does its thing.
Nothing which feels so great
when your fingers make me ring.

 

Come on bring in dessert
draw this public meet to a close.
I want to slay you with kisses
from your head to your toes.

 

Needing so to lap you
as if you were my dessert.
To savor your every flavor
till my taste buds start to hurt.

 

Squirming here in my seat
body can't quite sit still.
No doubt this is all torture
my cravings for you are real.

 

Looking at you watching me
in your demur yet way so bold.
You've got my juices flowing
dripping thru my very soul.

 

Del Cano 2006 August