Distant desire looms heavily
tho you stay out on my fringe
pictures of ravishing you
swing like a mental hinge.
Flaps of desire blow in the wind
tho never having touched you in real
Memories of desire floods over the dam
imaging us in loving pose even still.
Your acceptance of me dangles
or does it rub against your feelings
whichever reason you use
absence has kept me reeling.
Anna stepped up and posed for me
a scene I have played many times
your distance lingers in sensuousness
while images hold a perfect rhyme.
Let my fingers find every spot
as you rock us on my lap
adrenaline building and seeping
like a tree loaded with sap.
Let me kiss your neck
feel your breath on my face.
While my fingers research you
as my tongue ponders your taste.
Anna created the bouquet
an arrangement of lofty thrills
walked me thru the essence
till it felt like the top of hills.
My needs grow beyond fingers
reaching for your magic spot
tongue dipping from flavors imagined
of everything you've got.
I want you to fuck me
to take hold of my thang
then guide it to your blossom
making every bell go bang.
Sliding my tongue over you
erasing every doubt in miles
ignoring differences of thought
I want your erotic wilds.
Damn the distant steps
what has philosophy got to do.
When desire runs at such heights
just let me make love with you.
Del Cano 2008 March
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Desire Looms Heavily
Distant desire looms heavily
tho you stay out on my fringe
pictures of ravishing you
swing like a mental hinge.
Flaps of desire blow in the wind
tho never having touched you in real
Memories of desire floods over the dam
imaging us in loving pose even still.
Your acceptance of me dangles
or does it rub against your feelings
whichever reason you use
absence has kept me reeling.
Anna stepped up and posed for me
a scene I have played many times
your distance lingers in sensuousness
while images hold a perfect rhyme.
Let my fingers find every spot
as you rock us on my lap
adrenaline building and seeping
like a tree loaded with sap.
Let me kiss your neck
feel your breath on my face.
While my fingers research you
as my tongue ponders your taste.
Anna created the bouquet
an arrangement of lofty thrills
walked me thru the essence
till it felt like the top of hills.
My needs grow beyond fingers
reaching for your magic spot
tongue dipping from flavors imagined
of everything you've got.
I want you to fuck me
to take hold of my thang
then guide it to your blossom
making every bell go bang.
Sliding my tongue over you
erasing every doubt in miles
ignoring differences of thought
I want your erotic wilds.
Damn the distant steps
what has philosophy got to do.
When desire runs at such heights
just let me make love with you.
Del Cano 2008 March
tho you stay out on my fringe
pictures of ravishing you
swing like a mental hinge.
Flaps of desire blow in the wind
tho never having touched you in real
Memories of desire floods over the dam
imaging us in loving pose even still.
Your acceptance of me dangles
or does it rub against your feelings
whichever reason you use
absence has kept me reeling.
Anna stepped up and posed for me
a scene I have played many times
your distance lingers in sensuousness
while images hold a perfect rhyme.
Let my fingers find every spot
as you rock us on my lap
adrenaline building and seeping
like a tree loaded with sap.
Let me kiss your neck
feel your breath on my face.
While my fingers research you
as my tongue ponders your taste.
Anna created the bouquet
an arrangement of lofty thrills
walked me thru the essence
till it felt like the top of hills.
My needs grow beyond fingers
reaching for your magic spot
tongue dipping from flavors imagined
of everything you've got.
I want you to fuck me
to take hold of my thang
then guide it to your blossom
making every bell go bang.
Sliding my tongue over you
erasing every doubt in miles
ignoring differences of thought
I want your erotic wilds.
Damn the distant steps
what has philosophy got to do.
When desire runs at such heights
just let me make love with you.
Del Cano 2008 March
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Never Enough
As clear as if yesterday
can still feel that pounding
how you grabbed me
our moaning, its sounding.
Barely crossed the doorway
when arms flailed and grabbed
every sense was touched
like our bodies got nabbed.
You unzipped and snatched
my pants off in one motion
making them slide down
as if afloat in lotion.
Grabbing my thang
with the strength of a vice
each kiss and nipping bite
made the whole scene nice.
Your tits firm as a cement
licking them felt like erotic rocks
sending chills and shudders
all the way down to my socks.
My hand found your ass
moving, grinding side to side
making notes telling us
we just got to take our ride.
My tongue lavishing you
as it dragged to each spot.
Craving more and more
of each thrill you've got.
We bumped heads
as we squatted in sync
both seeking oral pleasure
repositioned quick as wink.
On the floor in the hall
we lay in perfect form
licking, sucking, slurping
a wrestle of legs and arms.
As if it were only yesterday
I can see us in our wetted desire
fumbling, musing, moaning
expressing that raging fire.
At a point I get your signal
it is time to get on down
fucking is the purpose
we act like an erotic clown.
As I slip inside you
can read your face like a book
embers flying all about
we've got our magic hook.
Pounding like horses
running the mountain trail
sweat pouring relentlessly
we have set off on our sail.
Oblivious to the world
racing to that volcanic spill
the best of our treat
never seem to get filled.
Spasms running rampant
tingles jumping up and down
Passion overflowing
lust exploding all around.
Nothing captures our take
like this erotic musical tune
knowing that we can't help it
the eruptions coming soon.
Slippery cum oozes
as a prelim to the real thing
Stars sparkling in a blast
bells loudly start to ring.
Ooooo can feel the magic
as it captures my every cell
Screams of joy choking up
a symphony of clanging bells.
We fall limp on each other
spent beyond compare.
My arms draped across you
your fingertips in my hair.
A soft kiss of appreciation
eyes focused eye to eye
Looking deeply inside the other
we've shared a sail to lover's sky.
As clear as if yesterday
can feel every fiber is stuffed.
Matters not how often it plays
I never ever feel its enough.
Del Cano 2008 March
can still feel that pounding
how you grabbed me
our moaning, its sounding.
Barely crossed the doorway
when arms flailed and grabbed
every sense was touched
like our bodies got nabbed.
You unzipped and snatched
my pants off in one motion
making them slide down
as if afloat in lotion.
Grabbing my thang
with the strength of a vice
each kiss and nipping bite
made the whole scene nice.
Your tits firm as a cement
licking them felt like erotic rocks
sending chills and shudders
all the way down to my socks.
My hand found your ass
moving, grinding side to side
making notes telling us
we just got to take our ride.
My tongue lavishing you
as it dragged to each spot.
Craving more and more
of each thrill you've got.
We bumped heads
as we squatted in sync
both seeking oral pleasure
repositioned quick as wink.
On the floor in the hall
we lay in perfect form
licking, sucking, slurping
a wrestle of legs and arms.
As if it were only yesterday
I can see us in our wetted desire
fumbling, musing, moaning
expressing that raging fire.
At a point I get your signal
it is time to get on down
fucking is the purpose
we act like an erotic clown.
As I slip inside you
can read your face like a book
embers flying all about
we've got our magic hook.
Pounding like horses
running the mountain trail
sweat pouring relentlessly
we have set off on our sail.
Oblivious to the world
racing to that volcanic spill
the best of our treat
never seem to get filled.
Spasms running rampant
tingles jumping up and down
Passion overflowing
lust exploding all around.
Nothing captures our take
like this erotic musical tune
knowing that we can't help it
the eruptions coming soon.
Slippery cum oozes
as a prelim to the real thing
Stars sparkling in a blast
bells loudly start to ring.
Ooooo can feel the magic
as it captures my every cell
Screams of joy choking up
a symphony of clanging bells.
We fall limp on each other
spent beyond compare.
My arms draped across you
your fingertips in my hair.
A soft kiss of appreciation
eyes focused eye to eye
Looking deeply inside the other
we've shared a sail to lover's sky.
As clear as if yesterday
can feel every fiber is stuffed.
Matters not how often it plays
I never ever feel its enough.
Del Cano 2008 March
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