Whispering Words/Words Afloat

A Collab

Words don't have the power
to get every nuance I feel
when thoughts linger on you
no doubt, I know lust is real.

Pinning finger to lips, halting the rush
of words, let me linger within your hot hush.

Not just the basic sexual need
but a deep seated crave to share
all of my emotions and feelings
the want to love you everywhere.

Words afloat on the breath of a sigh
magnetic attraction, my pulse on the rise.

Oh, I can make words feel good
even say how much you please
Yet, ain't no words to make the touch
be more than a visual tease.

Touch you? Feel you? Our silence transcends
even the words that flow from your pen.

Words can stir the senses
raise up many a latent thought.
But not one word has penetrated
like just one look can wrought.

You lift my skirt as I close my eyes
the need for words drifting, like fireflies.

I write from a need to be heard
to tell how I yearn and desire.
But no written word can out ignite
how even a "whisper" can set a fire.

Hearts of fire, the eternal flame
fanned by the singular sound of your name.

Can you feel your body pulse
thru a word on it layed to rest
anyway near as good as
when she purrs the word yes.

My long hair flows down the side of our bed
words falling hard now, streaming blood red.

All the words I write
are done to express my feeling
but they don't come anyplace as near
as when I groan pleasure reeling.

Seagulls above us, our toes in the sand
words on paper passed between hands.

Oh, dear, read my words
fondle them up close and tight
but please know, as I whisper
I am loving you thru the night.

After you leave, I reach for the note
to partake of your words, of the love that you wrote.

These are your words
belonging exclusively only to you
and no matter what you think
my words whisper like lovers do.

Emerging from the folds of your message now open
whispers of heart, authentic and golden.


Del Cano 2006 Feb
Naia, February 2006