Salacious Thoughts

How might your innocence taste
lingering in the depths of my mind
How might your flavor hold up
after all this length of time.

Every thought your way
from the tip of my tongue
strikes a chiming ding
as if a bell had rung

Every salacious thought
a recall of passion's flow
is but another of your gifts
I have so learned to know.

Nothing short of ecstasy
runs within my soul
when the innocence of you
lets me take its hold.

If it wasn't so late
I'd dive in your sea
swim myself to heaven
thru all your ecstasy

Del Cano 2006 May

You Are The Prize

Wrap them chocalate legs round me
squeeze me with deliberate intent.
Love me, woman, with your body
till I am worn, sated and spent.

Use up the whole of Africa
running thru your blood veins.
Evoke all the passion you can brew
while I hold tight to the reins.

Wrap them chocalate arms round me
let me feel the heaving ofyour breast.
Rock my world with your sensualness
passing so far ahead of the rest.

Make love to me, woman
till th puddin tween your thighs
flow like African rivers from day one
telling the world you are the prize.

Del Cano March 12, 2009

True Sensual Turn On

The room smells like sex
a stick of incense called African Heat
puts me in a deep sensual mood
craving your body to fondle and eat.

An aroma of pleasure
lingering from a stream of smoke
a light firey burning tip
like a raging fire got stoked.

A true sensual turn on
an amazing lustful view
that powerful incense makes
me think so much of you.

The room reeks of sex
just like if you were here.
Baby, I'm lusting for you
can it ne any more clear.

Del Cano February 25, 2009