The Apron

The kitchen can be so much fun
cooking, baking goodies galore
but I found another dimension
a treasure in the kitchen's store

so delightful and wonderous
a joyful and tantelizing thought
being in the kitchen with you
tasty satisfactons I've sought

When you put on that apron
the one designed just for you
the kitchen becomes different
takes on a whole nother hue

The apron will not go on
over anything but bare skin
allows favored parts to show
mental trip thru pleasured sin

The strap over the head is thin
and the cloth in front does start
where cleavage blares a glow
and thighs are about to part

It does drape at the sides
dangling from hip's edge
a wide tie strap slopping
just at the curve's ledge

Tho I love the entire scene
one part never seems to pass
dangling straps barely cover
the ampleness of your ass
 
Each movement produces joy
spiritually touching sensual hay
raising my oven's temperature
in a most striking loving way

No way for me to just sit
while the apron is so alive
above your flaring fruits
lustful thoughts contrived

We stir and mix so much
lust and passion in the pan
and every movement taken
draws a touch from my hand

You favor me with thrills
dumb to the world and deaf
the apron's aura works magic
love it when you call me chef

Warmth hangs and massages
adds to the kitchen's mystic
when you put on the apron
cooking is always complete.

Del Cano 2004 December

 

 

Needing You Today

You are my thirst quincher
my hungers satiate feed
you are the full course
for all my craving's need.

I bared my entire soul
exposed what had stayed hid.
You gently caressed it out
by being just you, you did.

I am always fully emotional
when thoughts of you appear
and I breathe you into me
making sure you stay right here.

There's an artistic  flair
I feel when in your light.
Stumbling cross the feelings
I admit to holding tight.

Too often I am speechless
by something you do or say.
I stay so fully aware of you
calling upon you each day.

Words stay aloft from me
to express the way I feel.
Searching thru the rubble
I remain so humbled still.

I think of you as angelic
beyond the realms I meet.
Yet, I crave a touch of you
from your hair to your feet.

Confusion? Perhaps.
I yearn to love you right.
My heart bleeds to hold you
a blending of spirits delight.

You challenge the river
outshine the brightest star.
My whole being aches
to mesh with who you are.

Invade my deepest thoughts
ever present in my dreams.
I can't resist the warmth of you
no matter to what extremes.

I just need to get this out
I love you more than I thought
one could possibly express
for these emotions you've brought.

I've always been emotional
yet, never to such a peak.
Wish I could bring you a star
and place rainbows at your feet.

I'd gather rays from the sun
choosing the brightest ones
for your shining trumps all else
I know till our days are done.

Baby, I inhale your trimmings
I yearn to tongue walk your body.
You are my supreme princess
not narry a part be shoddy.

I'm so engrossed with thoughts
loving you is a drooling need
even when I might be working
you bring me up to speed.

A serenity of satisfaction
a plethora of a pleasant core.
You stroke the depths of me
as I crave what you keep in store.

Sitting here totally drench
in passion's overflowing array.
My tongue desires your taste
even a drip of a pearl today.

Can feel the roundness of you
the slide of the slope of your back.
Hands are shaking from the thought
of caressing you so like that.

Molten lava like heat arose
from deep withing my being.
I can feel each silken blend
of the lustful touches I'm seeing.

Oh, lady of such skilled command
let me just touch thy breast
wallow in the sensual you show
so far exeeding the rest.

I'll fall to my knees to sup
from your fountain of love.
To just taste thy passion's nectar
touched by the heavens above.

Right now I need to bury
my face deep between your thighs.
Hold on to your roundness
as I soar to the highest skies.

Nothing or no one quinches
my growing passionate fire.
You are all the woman I need
to sate this thirsty desire.

Allow me to love you
to taste and wallow please
without your passion returned
I'll never reach the point of ease.

Sigh... love and need you, woman.

Del Cano 2005 Oct
 
 

 

 

    
 
 

Savored Garden

And so I entered the garden
as the swell of  blossoms ignited.
The cadence of my tongue's prance
stirred sensually and delighted.

Every stem swayed to the rhythm
blossoms perked to the full array.
Scented candle like whispers
hailed to a soft bouquet.

Aromas of love spilling
to tastes I've learned to savor.
Inhaling every thrilling scent
to a wild flower cache of flavor.

Tongue lead the way to blossoms
ending only in a feast of taste.
As the nectar spills its flow
narry a drop goes to waste.

Face buried deeply in the bouquet
nibbling petals swollen expanse.
Suckling nature's pure honey
trapped in the throws of romance.

Hearing your sighs of pleasure
only serves to rumple my desire.
Nothing less than ignited flames
bursting my body to raging fire.

Floating in the essence of love
riding thru the best of a garden.
That swollen blossom savored
if I'm too loud I beg a pardon.

I pray thee to allow me
to dine in garden's best bouquet.
To savor, slurping vigorously
be it in night time or heat of day.

Del Cano 2005 Nov

 

Dessert, Could Not Be Beat

She failed to tell me
just what todays menue said
but she held a sheepish grin
as I attempted to pass the bed.

Had no idea it was she
was planned as my special treat.
Certainly could tell something was up
when she got naked from head to feet.

She spoke softly in nearly a purr
directing my attention down
to a pair of puffy lips
beggin for more'n a frown

She said she had heard
I was capable with my mouth
making sure to keep my attention
drawn on her down south.

Can't lie yaw'll, was quite a view
glistening moisture beading
begging for my tongue to lick
as if they had been pleading.

Now, you know me to be
a man of compassionate flair.
It would be such a shame to leave
pulsing dessert alone right there.

Thick inviting lips puckered
smooth, succulent and soft.
Just the idea of tasting them
set my senses sailing aloft.

I let my tongue flicker
just cross the outside
before I knew it I was wanting
to slither, slather and slide.

My tongue dipped and danced
spreading those lips quite wide.
As if they had fingers drawing me
I chanced to slurp a taste inside.

Totally submerged in flavors
dessert  most certainly a treat.
Dinner wasn't really that great
but damn, dessert could not be beat.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

 

 

For Me, Your Pussy

Thinking of you in naked pose
your body, a sea of sensual delight.
My cravings to swim with you, increase
the closer it gets to midnight.

My tongue aches to lavish a trip
along your breast, tummy and thighs.
As we wallow on your furry blanket
I strain to see the pleasure in your eyes.

My fingers quiver at even the thought
of caressing the treasure you are.
And my heart pounds to sensual beats
anticipating how you raise the bar.

Your body is mine alone.
Every inch held up reverently
and tears well up in my eyes
knowing your "pussy" is just for me.

Del Cano 2005 Oct
Written in reponse to "for you,(my pussy)" by Rena

Your Midnight Sun

I went to bed with you last night
yet no way was I able to sleep.
Before long my body writhe in desire
as my fingers began a slow creep.

Touching every fiber of you
in  an attempt to wrest your desire.
Slaving against your midnight sun
your pit with its molten fire.

Making you to melt in ecstasy
as you sit upon the altar of my tongue.
Your lips, raw from suckling
quiet swollen with the music I sung.

Your midnight sun surrounds me
as I lap waves of orgasmic cream.
Our submission to rapture's aura
no less than a love supreme.

The hard edge of my sword,
the turret, piered the chaliced gate
whispered moans, thundered frolic
orgasmic shudders do satiate.

Gripping, flailing, furious moans
waves upon waves fuel my appetite.
Starry eruptions of multi-colors
explode from your sun at midnight.

Totally spent by journey's end
moist from your sun's nectars dew.
Its clear I'm a sipper as well a dipper
I so crave the midnight sun of you.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

I Need To Taste You

I need to taste you
it might sound strange
but I'm not crazy 
nor a bit deranged.

I need to taste you
the flavor of lust
the essence of sensual
the tip of joy's crust.

Need to pay you
lip service galore
satiate my senses
come back for more.

No matter the hour
or day of the week
the radiance of you
drives me to a peak.

I need to taste you
my tongue's never hidden
licking the fruit endlessly
publically forbidden.

Here and now my need
outshines the feel of wrong
the tunes in my head
burst to a love song .

Your taste is excitement
how your passion seers
and each taste I get
brings about happy tears.

Let the world go by 
hand around your waist
deep in thrilling posture
needing to get my taste.

Del Cano 2004 September