Last Night

Last night you soaked me
in the essense of love's desire
knowing full well the outcome
would set my soul on fire.

Without hesitation or thought
I succumbed to the heat you raised
that burning sensation of ecstasy
that drives me fully crazed.

Oh, baby, last night you loved me
the way I needed it done
kissing and caressing me
driving my senses to a run.

When you touch me like that
my world goes on a mighty spin
and I relish each moment
of your love till the dripping end.

Del Cano 2007 April

Let Me Hear That Song

Let Me Hear That Song :

I woke up to a rhapsody

reached to touch each note

and as I heard her breath

knew it a song she wrote.

Could Only Lead To Serious Banging

As I approached could see her
going round the same corner I must go
Nearly every morning she walks this way
too soon to offer a ride or shall I blow?

Her sunlight smile lit up brightly
as I passed by she gave a wave.
Wondering if she shares the same
her image is one I've learned crave.

Actually she strolls by the work site
more than one time each day.
When I sit on the steps for a break
I look to see if she is on the way.

Decision made, I slowed to a crawl
bid her good morning with a smile.
She dribbled something bout a good day
smiling as I stuttered like a child.

She stopped in front of the work place
seemed to anticipate where I'd park.
This early bright spring morning
just a notch past dawn's fading dark.

As I carried tools to the porch
she lingered close by chatting.
Stumbling over sweet words
cheeks rosy with eyelids batting.

Her nervous moves were the message
telling me to look over all her goods.
Delicious round hips and protruding breast
evoked animalistic thoughts from the woods.

Obviously she was making sure
I got to view her from any direction.
Caught her looking down at me
maybe checking if I had an erection.

As our visual game was nearing an end
words came up that we get to know us better.
That lacivious smile of hers tantelizingly
implied she was loving this spring weather.

Myriad questions poured from her lips
wondering if we might share some lunch.
Finally told me she lived on the next block
had wanted to meet me thru a hunch.

She in taking her morning walks
had seen me working on that house.
From my demeanor and appearance
had thought I might not be a louse.

Whatever attraction we shared
was a powerful shadow hanging.
Raw desire and passions spill
could only lead to serious banging.

With not the least of misunderstanding
we parted with the hope of yet to come.
Like two teens in new found heat
strolled away signalling with raised thumb.

Once inside after startng to work
could visualize her captive stance.
All lovely with passions protruding
began to look forward to our romance.

The day seemed to fade on fast
before long a knock on the door.
She standing there in saucy glory
looking so good from head to floor.

Holding a towel draped basket
offered up chicken and bread.
Didn't know it was lunch time
cause she overwhelmed my head.

Speaking slowly and deliberately
said she'd been alone for years.
Since her husband had died
was finally at the end of her tears.

Her needs were taken care of
accept for the love of a man.
She was chosing me from the crowd
as she gently touched my hand.

Before I realized the movement
we had embraced in a kiss.
Drawing back staring at her face
wondered should I be doing this.

Our next embrace, so passionate
erased doubt which might appear.
Her craving arms around me
screaming I was glad she was near.

Her body told the whole story
her need was really great
and caused me to think forward
to times we would satiate.

Lunch ended with a promise
we'd get together again soon.
Take our time to share our passions
without the limitations of noon.

Del Cano 2007 April

 

 

Morning Frenzy

Woke up in a frenzy
body all out of whack
Reached over to touch you
you were not in the sack.

Mind riding emotions
must have been a dream.
Cravings overwhelming
busting at the seams.

Don't want to think of it
gets me in a frazzle.
But I gotta tell ya
you always dazzle.

Oh my, just to feel you
as you lean close to me.
Embers ignite like a storm
bringing in the reverie.

My tongue craves you
like a mighty delicious meal.
Even my fiingertips
longing for you still.

Yes dear, awake in a tizzy
lonesomeness creeping its start.
Tho you were not there
you remain deep in my heart.

Del Cano 2007 April