Thursday, March 29, 2007

Tickling Thoughts

Thoughts of you clutter my mind
like a desk full of last year's mail.
Those ramblings you left in my head
like a long lost ship at sail.
 
Remembrances, good and sad
keep a stir within my head.
Smiles and tears might pop up
from so many things you said.
 
Like a long video playing
I see so many visions there.
Watching you put on lipstick
or even fiddling with your hair.
 
I see so clearly your waves
how your face would get so bright
when we'd chatter about tomorrows
how we'd enjoy those private nights.
 
Promises we knew would not be
no way to make them come alive.
Two lonely souls sharing space
in knowing our hearts still thrived.
 
Though memories do haunt me
often in times like this.
I'll always cherish that moment
we shared that magic kiss.
 
Explosive passions ignited
like a forest fire raging its start.
Thru all the sensual clutter
you made it right into my heart.
 
I smile at what might have been
had we actually got past a thought
but I so relish the tickle in my soul
from all that joy you brought.
 
Del Cano 2007 March

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Crossing Over

Crossing over between worlds
from those saucy dreams to now.
A bridge of sorts I must stretch
a regular occurance somehow.

A lingering of time and space
to capture wishes I brew.
Thats the kind of power you have
whenever I think of you.

From the sweetest of dreams
I must break loose a start
to face my day of horrors
with you the engine of my heart.

Salacious and loving
you get me off with a thrill.
The sort of dreamscape
which captures a lonely will.

Crossing over between worlds
my day is a floating dish.
A wanton spurting desire
filled with a passionate kiss.

Del Cano 2007 March