About Her

Its been nearly twenty five years
almost to the very day we met.
Heaven's doors swung open widely
sending her with love's caring net. 

Never before had I known
love as freely as she could give
nor until she came along
had life been so easy to live.

Heaven spilled it's soul that day
knowing I needed her with me
and ever since that time love
opened wider so I could see.

My love was an encourager
believing nothing could get in our way.
Once we jointly decided a goal
love exploded into each day.

She was a light touching many
reached even when hands were closed.
Raising to the surface heaven's soul
least that's what I always supposed.

For years, though suffering
she kept her spirits quite high
and shined her light brightly
as if it beamed up in the sky.

No one could have loved me more
bringing blessings with such power.
Most measure by the years
ours moved with every hour.

Today was the opening of a new season
her blossoms reminded me it was spring.
And as I kissed her "So Long", for now
couldn't help but hear the song we sing.

This morning heaven's doors opened again
waving her right back from where she came.
Though life will go on with thoughts of her
living without her will never, ever be the same.

My love, Judy, died at 9:17 this morning, March 20.

Stop That's Enough

Woke up with a fleeting thought

you saying," stop, that's enough".

Had my mind reeling in confusion

could I have been a bit too rough?

 

As clarity began to appear

my night became a clear view.

Somehow I just couldn't recall

when it was I made love to you.

 

That is a wild thought

how could I not know.

Sex to me is always vivid

can never be just so and so.

 

My confusion started to clear

you had said, " that's enough."

It was you saying stop it, now

talking about sex is tough.

 

Del Cano 2008 March

 

Nothing But to Respond

As I get chills from even

the thought

I can feel her fingertips

skiing down my back.

My spine sending out alerts.

 

My neck and shoulders flutter

can feel the rippling affect slide

all the way to my toes which

curl in an uncontrollable way.

 

When she embraces me I quake

as if an eruption was about to occur

and I can see the thrill of it all

as if lava was flowing red hot.

 

My body has no control at all

when in the magic of her kiss

and sensuality screams in a torrid

full bodied enveloped exhale.

 

I am left with nothing

but to respond,

but to try to inhale all of her in

a single breath. 

 

To take in ever fiber of her

which performs a dance

of delight on my nerves.

Invites my every sense

to open to the spilling. 

 

Nothing, I mean nothing

has such a total affect

on my being.

as her touch.

 

Nothing raises my desire

as much as her kiss.

Nothing causes such

a robust response

as her eyes do when

begging me to take the

lead in our sail off

to Ecstasy.

 

Del Cano 2008 March