Empty Thanksgiving

I must chuckle to myself
turkey, dressing and mashed potatoes
I say to hell with them all
want to pluck you like cherry tomatoes.

Damn the pumpkin pie
and the bean salad as well
I need me some you
can't you easily tell.

Kinfolk talking, kids at play
chattering 'bout the year's stuff
My mind wandering to you
just can't seem to get enough.

You are with me in mind
as I stutter with words of praise
Nothing said at the gathering
compares with how you raise.

Seemed a lost sort of cause
me, thrust as the star of the show.
If I only knew where you were
I'd surely excuse myself and go.

Where are you "Sweet Thang"
send me a glimmer of your place.
Needing you to touch me
and bring that smile back on my face.

Nothing is like this ache
the one buried deep inside
with passionate thoughts of you
making me beam with pride.

Oh, baby, smile a star for me
whisper that you need me too.
This damn Thanksgiving Day
empty without sharing with you.

Del Cano 2006 November

Suffice It To Say

Suffice it to say I love you
even when you are bad
just what I always needed
and wished I always had.

Suffice it to say I want you
to have and to hold
and to make love to you
powerfully and bold.

Suffice it to say I need you
like food for my very soul.
The way you stir up my senses
a sort of dream from times of old.

Suffice it to say I love you
and missed you quite much.
Like right now I am needing
to feel your loving touch.

Del  Cano 2006 November

Endlessly Keeps Me Wooing

Exposure to her brings excitement
matters not what she might be doing.
Her presence is but a powerful spark
endlessly keeps me wooing.

Her movements are like poetry
they stir up every sensual gland
and I fall off the edge of reality
everytime she calls me her man.

That woman is magic to me
letting me know I am who she wants.
The steam she generates in my body
saturates veins and all my joints.

Words do no justice to the feelings
she causes to rage within my soul.
I can find no pleasures to compare
when my hands touch her body and stroll.

When that woman kisses me
and our tongues entangle in a dance
nothing , I mean nothing is more powerful
than the need to continue the romance.

I have never yearned as much
nor craved to this high a degree.
The simplest of her actions bring fire
even just brushing close to me.

While the whole world is rolling on
or all maybe preparing for a storm
my senses are looking forward to her
in how she holds me in her arms.

Her scent is intoxicating
breeds smoldering sweltering heat.
Her aura takes over all my emotions
from my head to the bottom of my feet.

I scream within for each touch
fingertips pulse with desire.
My tongue begs for her taste
as passion rises even higher.

I grow weak within the abyss
we call our private lover's lair
and my senses go wildly mad
when touched by a stain of her hair.

She is pure excitement to me
ecstasy in an explosive cloud.
Loving her is no less than heaven
why I am screaming it out loud.

She attracts me in every way
matters not what she is doing.
I crave her presence at all times
she endlessly keeps me wooing.

Del Cano 2006 November