I create from the womb
of love's deepest part
burying pain in its tomb
deal strictly with the heart.
It matters not if they
think ill of my word
always I'm gonna speak
of joys you've rarely heard.
I see no reason to wallow
in pain's sordid hollow dusk
I only know how to spread
the very best of lover's lust.
My goal is but the best
my only aim is to satiate
its why I passionately write
and work so hard to create.
Del Cano- 2004, August
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