Mind and Heart Ought To Talk

My mind and heart ought to talk
speaking my mind too fast
makes my heart have to deal with
stuff which should be able to last.

My heart knows its needs
as my mind does as well
they end up in a squabble
which causes me to swell

How can one keep a truth
as they fight between each
hearts and minds in a ruckus
at the podium ready to preach

Meantime life is a total mess
trying to keep a balance is rough
saving face and missing you
is just too far out,damn tough

How does one keep it
keep all in a neat box
when shyt is slipping away
and life's on the rocks

she is too good to give up
even with the flaws we know
can't stand the idea of her
out there alone on the go

all the yelling and pain
misconceptions galore
mind and heart squabbling
keeping my soul sore

oh hell, can't allow the riff
to be the parting phrase
need to anethesize them
so I can have better days

speaking my mind too fast
made her take a long walk
not knowing all of the answers
my mind and heart ought to talk

Del Cano 2005 July  
 

Enjoy It To The Max

Then you enjoy it to the hilt
there's no longer need to be coy
wallow on the bridge we've built
lets drench ourselves in joy
 
I explode from anticipating
any mail I get from you.
Living a teen's pure expectation
of refound thrills anew.
 
Still in a mode for recovery
a feeling of freedom and sharing.
A lover’s era of discovery
overwhelmed with so much caring.

Big sighs of exhaled joy
outstanding feelings of need
communications like a toy
as our cravings start to bleed.

You, my dear, enjoy it to the max
savor the moments sweet light
no one but you allows me to relax
once it gets to the dark of night.

Oh, you beautiful lady of love
you’ve blessed me beyond any dream.
Relentless passion from above
you treat me with love supreme.

Enjoy each moment we share
life makes no promise to last
Please know the depth of how I care
tho days seem to float by fast.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

Wake Up America

We seem to be living in a fog
not seeing clearly like we should
Our concepts appear blinded
not as crisp as they could.

Raising lots of hell
bout Janice Jackson's breast
yet ignore more profound things
seem blinded to most of the rest.

Who is complaining bout
drug companies signs
whose advertising stretches
misleading our foggy minds.

Where is the passion to stop
the polution of our water.
As Congress reduces the laws
for industries private quarter.

Who speaks loudly for the children
the many who barely get to eat
and while they langer in need
we wear luxury on our feet.

Too many turn their heads
bout violence in the home
abusive folks spreading fear
and keep it on the roam.

Why don't I hear more rumbling
bout equipment the troops didn't get
driving round with "support the troops" signs
yet more like we did forget.

How can we imagine our government
giving tax breaks to companies like big oil
whose profits are now near obscene
as worker's budgets go to spoil.

We seem to have our priorities
turned round and upside down.
If the rich keep running amuck getting richer
many of us are not going to be around.

"Wake up America"
Del Cano 2005 Oct

 
   
 

Passion, Desire and Love

Spoke with Passion last night
to inquire of its intent to stay.
Passion referred me to Desire
to fetch answers right away.

Desire, with hands on her hips,
tossed her head back and spake,
"Love determines your condition
with Passion and Desire to take".

Love stepped in and orated
that she is built by the hour.
As long as Desire and Passion stay
Love is a lifetime flower.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

Tryst In the Aisle

She spoke of desires hidden;
promises beyond winded sighs.
Lost in the mist of the forbidden
drowning in her begging eyes.

Whispered embraces lingered
eyes clashing to views spoke.
Moist lips craving to be fingered
tongues daring to provoke.

Her face lit up to testify
while pushing her basket thru the aisle.
Instantly, a subtle tryst did versify
as I continued to shop with a smile.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

Might We Take A Walk

Might we take a walk
at least once around the lake
so I might enhale each nuance
as you make me palpitate.

Hand in hand to spend a bit of joy
sharing nature's artistry and peace.
Blooming flowers, rippling water
and you part of the visual feast.

So many flavors seem so fresh
such scenery feeds feelings and nourish
these yearns to share love's meal
and making passion's fever flourish.

Might we just take a walk
at least once round the lake
to feed the ecstatic nuance
and emotions to satiate.

Del Cano 2005 Oct

Hair Blowing In the Wind

From the last depths of her mind
the quiet of her own thought.
She craves one final statement
to appease what she has wrought.

In the autumn season of life
winter creeeping quite close.
She's seeking a last symbol of youth
to tell all she's not yet comatose.

He children wish to question
decisions she's still able to make.
Appears their answer to every inquiry is,
always,"mom, for heavens sake."

Dear lady, speak clearly
respond to every word they send.
Go buy that convertible sports car
drive, let your hair blow in the wind.

And if you really wish to shout,
hey, look yaw'll, by Charlie."
You will really blow their minds
if you ride up on a Harley.

Del Cano 2005 Oct