Sunday, February 25, 2007

Lonely Imaginations

I find I am more lonely
when I come home at night
Empty house with dog and cat
won't let it be quite right.

So my mind wanders
in allowance of cravings due.
I let imaginations run
with a lot of thought of you.

I let my passions flower
they bloom along the way.
Leaving a litter of beauty
for me to see each day.

Oh, I take so many liberties
thru a mind set in need.
Cause I bring you in fantasies
to romp in sensual greed.

All beyond is darkness
you help fill the empty core.
A steady salacious longing
keeps me begging for more.

Somewhere out there
you sing a lovely song
helping to keep me humming
when all the world is wrong.

So I come home to loneliness
tho all is never quite right
but thoughts of you save me
and help me thru the night.

Del Cano 2007 February


 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...


This makes me wish for a man to think of me this way.  Your words again are magic.   You weave a tapestry of wanting and love.
                                                                         Myke