Throw My Hands Up In Joy

I throw my hands up in joy
shout with pleasures galore
my heart gets so full with you
as if it'll burst with any more.

It feels so righteously good
tingling all thru my flesh
I shudder with ecstatic yearns
the idea of how we mesh.

I do no less than wither
like a flower needing water.
Takes not more than a thought
you are my lustful starter.

Throw my hands up in joy
shout with pleasures galore
my heart gets so full with you
as if it'll burst with any more.

Del Cano 2005 January