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

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 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

A Taste of You

mentioned you were orally inclined
I am very much quite the same
had this rush of passionate brew
prior to knowing for sure your name.

might have been your picture
or maybe it was your words
whatever it was it was
good stuff which I heard

my persistent arousal
wore you to a kind of fit
woman I think you knew
I had to get a lick of it.

oral to the bone
licking and slurping too
dare I say it, lady
been wanting a taste of you.

Del Cano 2009 January

Relieving the Swell

What's up with you
always needing a fix
Are you addicted to it
you just craving my dick.

I got a confession to make
I am in a similar boat
needing to wallow with you
like all the stuff I wrote.

We both need a sort of fix
to stave off these sexual blues
My tongue craves to outline you
with the technique I use.

I might as well admit
got this awful heavy yearn
All those salacious thoughts
keep me at the point of burn.

My crouch is raving in lust
so easy to get it fully stirred
Visions of making love with you
so clear nothing has been blurred.

My fingers have this ache
they need to explore your frame
touch every fold and spot
as my mind calls out your name.

Let my fingers take a walk on you
up and down the valleys and hills
touching every crevice to the fullest
till I shake from pleasured thrills.

I'm allowing my mind a break
from the torture of the scene
by acting as if you were here
loving you to every extreme.

I need you to help me out
the way you crave me as well
so we can find a level of normalcy
relieving this powerful swell.

Del Cano November 2008

Missing the Taste of You

You know how I love food
especially such we call soul
baby I have not had an appetite
everything here seems old.

When have I not wanted greens
or chittlins boiling in the pot
I guess its just my misery
from missing you a lot.

Days run together like gravy
flooding my soul to a drench
things seem so tight and twisted
as if my life is in a wrench.

I miss you, more than I could think
had no idea this cloud would burst
drive me to the edge of sanity
making this time the very worst.

I won't complain or ask why
no answer is going to make it better
I just know for what's left of me
I need you round me like a sweater.

Don't dare say you can't make it
it will make the time we had a lie.
Meaning your leaving is not, so long
but in reality it could be good bye.

Your presence made me feel good
even through the crap you brought
but as time marched on in unison
I loved you with every thought.

As I spend my days missing us
my appetite knows not what to do
my soul tells me the real truth
I'm missing the taste of you.

Del Cano 2008 December

A Sudden View

I be working or often writing
when a sudden thought is viewed
it is the picture of lust and need
appearing as if it had been cued.

Like a quick wave arising
from a far away blowing storm
that craving for surfaces
and I want you in my arms.

Nothing too innocent
being straight to the point
Woman I want to fondle you
and exercise my ailing joint.

With an image of you bathing
preparing to get back to work
I can see the rising desire
knowing it will lead to a squirt.

Ok, I know this may be crude
but why hold back at this time
we both know the reasons
and crossed over that line.

Not quite alone right now
but needed you to be aware
I would love to feel you close
and be fondling by your hair.

Had a fleeting thought
how robust are your thighs
not a problem I can tell
satisfaction will surely rise.

Didn't want a misunderstanding
cause I gotta yearn for you
just reliving that time at first
and the things you do.

I've been accused often
being always busy in multi tasks
Its for real this time while kissing
I'm also massaging your ass.

Speaking on the phone, a gift
like imbibing to much to drink
a full scale fumbling to reach it
and it came quick as a wink.

I'll be working or just sitting
when suddenly you come in view
bringing with you scenes
of so much I want to do.

Del Cano 2008 March

A Private Focus

The hum of the bus churning
as I sat over its wheel
allowing me full view
of her presentation's thrill.

Lovely as one might see
short jeans and full top
a beautifully done head
with braids to not stop.

Smile, candy cane red
lit up that side of the bus
focused constantly on me
a private view for us.

Crossing her legs deliberately
brought on a mild jabbing spur
as we both stared through embers
I could feel the crackling stir.

Embarrassment covered my face
in how I had fully stared
but she sent relief aplenty
turned a hip sensually bared.

Rang the bell to alert my stop
a final long view with nothing to miss.
Her smile broadened even more
we winked goodbye thru a blown kiss.

Del Cano 2008 August