I Keep Reaching for Words

I keep reaching for words
to explain and say how great
the feelings are when I think
you are on desire's plate.
 
We stumbled to the same room
with hidden desires a stirring
bumped into each other
now our worlds are whirling
 
round and round I go
nearly ablaze with need
you put my senses in a pot
and cooked then till I bleed
 
Simple consumptions of lust
cravings lapping like fire 
nothing less than a touch
to quench this huge desire
 
What makes it more tempting
we share the same level of lust
our bodies share a connection
swelling as if they were to bust.
 
I find myself in thoughts
of all the ways to please
and caress and hold you
much farther than a tease
 
you raised the bar quite high
till my senses hang on a cliff
and keep my wants on alert
and my penis standing stiff
 
might as well admit it all
you strumb the music strings
like an orchestra in full play
I hear as the music rings
 
You have such a demeanor
that strikes my inner soul
gentle to a fault and pleasing
you mask my days of old
 
nothing less than a touch
from you will do me great
can't imagine the thrills
and how you'd satiate
 
I want so badly to go down
bury my face 'tween your thighs
wallow in your garden's fruits
till my senses reach the skies
 
every inch of your body
would charge the best of me
as I kiss and suck your breast
imagine could only be ecstasy 
 
I want to love the pain from you
and dump my angst as well
love up on some new dreams
we'd both would love to tell.
 
all the miles away from me
the connection remains as strong
and deeper than a rivers flow
and certainly just as long.
 
to hold you close to me
as good as the best of sin
need to kiss your mouth 
and share skin to skin.
 
Let me suck and lick
and explore the whole of you
as I ride the magic of your love
see heavens bursting thru
 
I see stars and radiant moons
while the sun shines at night
and your love screams to me
making my heart shine bright
 
you upset the cart of my life
and knocked over the plan
Igo nutty when I hear you say
I am your loving man
 
Oh baby, I have said enough
what happens next I don't know
but I do feel what ever is next
for us is suppose to be so.
 
Del Cano 2007 May