I'll just pretend
the flowers are you
so you know
what I'm gonna do
sweet scents floating
tongue raving to taste
wildly ravishing
not a drop to waste
gorging on the orchid
delicate with juice
diving in fully
hating to let loose
Need I say more?
Del Cano 2005 July
You laughed when I said
at times I think of you as a tart.
Something sweet like apple pie
or peach cobbler from the heart.
Light crust, sugary sweet
lending itself to more of a treat.
Slurping, sucking, sloppy
just so very good to eat.
Ain't no reason to wonder
trying to dispell any doubt.
Knowing my tongue wants in
and never find its way out.
Smiling from ear to ear
your thighs propped up high.
Like wings spread wide open
inviting me to sail the sky.
Whose laughing this time
as dessert is served.
Hands wandering, touching
each and every curve.
Tracing lines and shadows
tongue darting in and out
busy right now, Sweetness
but I do feel like a shout.
Aint nothing better than
dessert served to taste.
Fine stock of fruited juice
not a drop to go to waste.
Del Cano 2005 July
Like the sweetness
of a honey dew or
juice of a ripe peach
your taste is by far
the flavor to reach
I crave the touch
the decadent thrill
the silky like flow
the marvelous skill
I've gotten to know
the torrid caresses
pulsing my skin
flutters like feathers
softly brewing within
like strips of leathers
moist open mouth
inviting honey drips
tongue clamoring
quivering my lips
body hammering
wanton feelings
senses in a storm
volcanic flesh
processing reform
from your caress
No less a craving
call you my addiction
you, strumming the strings
my lovely affliction
always, know my heart sings
Del Cano 2005 July
Fingertips yearn
heart swells, burns
cravings brew to
a fire for you
no more embers
lingering low
lustful storm
bout to go
blazing flames
fanned by the names
you call out in lust
for the splosion's bust
calm yet still
splashing grace
contentment glow
covers face
Del Cano 2004
Might just be too candid
got to say that you please.
So many thoughts of you
are way more than a tease.
I got a problem Sweet Thang
needing to love you right now.
Been yearning for your love
like a calf for milk from a cow.
Been licking my lips
in practice for the way
I need to slurp your clit
right now, here today.
Been suffering more than
you might even know
need those legs opened
and you to say, "go, go".
As you spread your wings
presenting you with grace
can't wait to feel your thighs
tightening against my face.
Buried deep my tongue
wants to plunge and lick
and after the oral action
need to get in with the stick.
Oh my goodness, baby
the yearn is so great
damn, damn I need you
having a hard time in wait.
Del Cano 2005 July
She spoke in active words
tho nothing much was said.
Tongue spoke in silent raves
as my legs were wider spread.
She targeted the subject
she speaks so highly of;
builds my cravings to heights
past normal levels of love.
She gives a whole speech
without any oral sound.
Talks up a big storm
to my senses ears pound.
Speak to me mama
tell me the whole tale.
Make my senses rise
and my heart set to sail
Del Cano 2005 July
Everytime I get near you
I feel the heat of flame.
The embers can be ignited
with the sound of your name.
I think even your smile
helps the fire to stoke.
The way you turn your head
flames rise with no smoke.
But, my goodness,
the lightest of a touch
is like lighting a torch
held in inferno's clutch.
I just know the heat
is like a raging torch
but I'll stay near you
I love being scorched.
On your kisses
I want all the claims.
They are the best to ignite
the mightiest of flames.
Del Cano 2004
Photo by Naia 2005
