I Waited

woman, I'm been waiting on you
till life finally turned the pages
it's never been just days or years
but more like many ages.

you actually showed up
after lifetimes have gone by
we're no longer a thought
or simply a twinkle in an eye

our spirits met so long ago
then danced around a tree
speaking of when life changed
getting ready for you and me.

I never had a doubt
that our time would come
its just it took so long, yet
spirits didn't grow numb.

I have waited eons for you
hoping life wound down like mine
we could finally dance and twirl
on the first mountain top we find.

oh dear, spirits are wonderful
they kept us both up to date
with all the possibilities
it was hard in that long wait.

now, a new beginning is here
we can radiate as love so dictate
not another soul has the ability
to run interference or negate.

we are free as the stars or
Lady Moon perched .in her frame
Oh, I'm so glad I waited
cause you finally came.

Del Cano 2008 December .

Stranger In My Friend

She and I have been close
ever since kids at the begin
Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

Through our entire lives
we've shared good and bad.
Families seemed to merge
the best friend I ever had.

Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

Husbands and wives went by
children became fully grown.
There's a marked difference
in what I had always known.

She hit me with an admission
I had never expected to hear.
Even went on to repeat it
making sure it was clear.

Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

All of a sudden it went awry
not the way it always had been.
I feel rocked to the core
for this change in my friend.

I had thought love was a key
for such a long time buddy's fate
but in my stupor of hearing
was like something bad I ate.

Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

She helped me through the grief
always there as a helping hand
till now she was the very best
and helped to make life so grand.

Admitting she has wanted me
for so long a time in years
caused us both a sort of sadness
followed by a flood of our tears.

Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

She's always been attractive
looks much younger than her age
yet I can't join in her desire
for us to turn to a new page.

Yes, I love her a whole lot
but not the way she needs
and our life long relationship
is full of wonderful deeds.

Suddenly there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.

Now we are struggling
to keep some working face
making it hard for us to go on
just to be civil in life's race.

I'm just gonna love still
like I have since the begin
tho there is a change
I find a stranger in my friend.


Del Cano 2008 December

Aloneness Sets In

It nearly startled me
as it covered in its way
that aloneness set in
why did it choose today.

I've fought through the blues
shared passions as needed
walked through darkness
as if the route had been seeded.

Some days zip on by
others hang on like a bad dream.
Every ounce of strength drained
when emotions reached extreme.

Aloneness sets in at will
even in the midst of a crowd.
Smiling with a face of joy
as loneliness cries out loud.

I am mostly happy
but must past through the blues
At times it is just too much
far more than I can use.

Why did it come today
in the middle of a big to do.
No matter what I was doing
my mind just wouldn't leave you.

Thanksgiving was a blast
till night fall slipped on in
There it was like an invasion
that loneliness back again.

If tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again *

Del Cano 2008 December

* verse was found on a keepsake
Author unknown.

Craving What You've Got

I've got a pot of chittlins
cooking and some greens
but neither wet my appetite
like your tight jeans.

Had a taste for sweet potato pie
but it faded before I could cut a slice
I was thinking bout those twin sisters
to kiss them would be so nice.

I can't help but keep in mind
the slow rolling motion of your hips
and no way I can get out of my mind
tasting those delicious lips.

Woman, I got a thing going here
you are the soul food on my mind
been stumbling round in a daze
waiting for our next time.

I keep thinking bout sugar
the flavor you always leave
brown sugar with a hint of fig
is the taste you always weave.

The flavors stuck in my mind
cannot be found in a pot
they are all the mixtures you give
I am craving what you've got.

Del Cano 2008 December

Lady of the Night

I saw her walk across the floor
though she was not real
but to my eyes I was sure
the image wouldn't be still

she beamed a smile my way
as I fell into a trance of sort
and her walk was a delight
as if she was playing a sport.

There was this hesitation I saw
as if she wished me to touch
Her image, a masterpiece to draw
caused me to yearn so much.

I was in a stupor at the time
but could smell her scents
an over powering sensual crime
which spoke of major events.

My breath grew short and paused
when her eyes locked in place
exciting the core which caused
a blush to cover my face.

Who was this woman in sight
come walking 'cross my floor
on the other side of midnight
she posted a healthy score

Oh lady of the night please stay
awaken me from this dream
target me till the break of day
and love me to extreme.

Del Cano 2008 December

Will the Real You Stand Up

Will the real you stand up
so I can know your soul
let me see more than the edge
so many things of old.

Will the real you speak clearly
tell the history from the start.
Stop fiddling round it
let it flow from your heart.

Will the real you open up
send the message out for real.
Tell the reasons you think like that
and continue to do so still.

Like the condensation
dripping from a hot cup.
You holding firm in place
will the real you stand up.

Del Cano 2007 April

I Fished

I fished and then did it some more
didn't have the type rods and reels I needed
caught a few but lost lots by the score
grandson had a ball trying to cast and pleaded.

The pond was calm most times
frogs and crickets kept up their tune
a few catfish wrote me some rhymes
but the bass told me they'd be back soon.

The deer watched from edge of the woods
dogs barking kept their peeping at bay
rabbits and squirrels scurried with their goods
while the birds listened to what I'd say.

I fished and fished some more
casted out to many a potential dish
Loved watching as they snapped my bait
and came home with loads of fish.

Del Cano 2008 September

R & B Slow Dance

Just as the band left for a break
the DJ played R & B to be kind.
Bobby Womach in the background
familiar words dangling in mind.

A trip to the bar raised eyebrows
the lady smiled from ear to ear.
Spinning in her seat like a prize
anticipating my getting near.

Those wet lips looked tasty
as I perused her mellow tones
feeling instant rush of excitement
reaching way down to my bones.

We both knew words had to come
not wanting to miss this chance.
Extended my hand out to her
as she whispered, can we dance.

Like a gentleman will, held her hand
while my eyes took in her sights.
Walking just behind her to the spot
we ended up out of the lights.

Now Johnnie Taylor was in a croon
she draped her hand on my arm
and as we two-stepped slowly
could feel that rising charm.

Suddenly she was closer to me
holding me tighter as we moved.
Nothing but music between us
as we slipped off in our groove.

Said she'd been watching me
chatting moving round the room.
Hoping we'd have an encounter
if not she was leaving soon.

Her radiating jasmine and roses
scents which make me weak
engulfed my senses totally
till I found it hard to speak.

Bodies moving in unison
any couple is known to reach
that point of ecstatic revelry
as the music starts to preach.

Al Green changed the song
slowed movement to a crawl.
Holding me even tighter
whispering I'm having a ball.

Silence between us had no affect
our bodies had a damn good talk.
Deep off into our very own groove
wondered if I could later walk.

We, in almost motionless pose
bumping and grinding in our stance.
Holding tightly each others mass
hard to call what we did a dance.

Felt her tongue at my ear
followed by moans and long sighs.
We'd reached that certain pentacle
seeing the known glazing of her eyes.

She said, baby, please
can we get outta this joint.
To hell with the band and DJ
got a need and special want.

While staring at each other
standing close face to face.
I hurriedly went and paid the tab
and got the hell outta that place.

Del Cano 2008 July

Desire

Desire is an entrapment
forcing images and feelings
we love to linger within.
Raises heat we were not aware
was available
nor was in existence.

Desire can be an encumbrance
which gets our emotions moving.
It makes me wonder of the traits
a woman or a man has which calls out
to us.

Every cell and organ of our bodies
reacts to it's drive and upsets the cart.
I can be minding my own business
when suddenly desire raises its head.
Causes an uneasiness, a deep
sudden throbbing and an arising.

Without the least bit of warning
desire can explode within driving its
need to a crescendo forcing that
cry of need to the surface.

Oh, but desire reminds me
I am still alive
and remain a sexual being
in an often dull uncaring world.

It lets me know others
can reach my inner self
tickling the need to be wanted
to be needed

to be to be hugged

to be touched by another
with similar desires

To be sated.

Desire is all about sex
in its rawest form.

Del Cano 2008 October

WE

We stopped time
as well as filled space.
Thwarted all doubters
who got up in our face.

Pulled down the stars
for our own twinkled needs.
Each glimmer spread out
like a new field of seeds.

We walked past the lines
drawn by history's demand.
Made our own connections
danced by our command.

We joined as a unit
away from the day's fray.
As the world saw us
not one cloud turned gray.

At times sailed the heavens
took walks up thru the sky.
Embracing our own world
allowing pain to pass on by.

Nothing is actually perfect
we're so much further ahead
by not living our lives
in the way others said.

Sun shines thru the darkness
Lady Moon smiles on our home
Life is but a saucy sport
as if in the Super Dome.

We made a connection
like none made before.
A home run of sorts
the best of the score.

Del Cano 2006 May

 

 

Memories Strangle Me

The memories often strangle me
the scars feel more like a blur.
Way back deep in that recall spot
emotions of the soul concur.

The relationship, always torrid
blinded me to any real thought
allowing everything I couldn't stand
like the confusion she brought.

We communicated only with sex
little of what she said added up
but I ignored the facts I saw
just wanted her blossom to suck.

Off again then on again
a regular method we used
blinding me to the reality
I was being abused.

Misread her personality
more attention went to her thigh
till I actually finally realized
the girl was constantly high.

No, that's a lie I'm telling
she was for real quite stoned
and the only way she came back
was to get torridly boned.

She wanted to stay with me
but I refused that line of smack
when I came to my senses
told her I never wanted her back.

Memories strangle me
scars feel more like a blur
Life returned to clarity
when I finally was rid of her.

Del Cano 2008 August

Our Bodies Had A Conversation

Our bodies had a conversation
actually they shared a speech.
All night long they spoke
while entangled in the sheets.

Our bodies had a good talk
minimal sounds being heard.
The interaction in bed
same as the spoken word.

Last night our bodies both
stood at the podium spot
preaching a sermon on passion
with all the love we've got.

The bed, in total disarray
must been privy to the speaking
pillows on the floor, sheets gone
we found what we'd been seeking.

Damn, we had a conversation
lasting all through the night
leaving me with a sensual feel
tired but feeling oh, so right. 

Del Cano 2008 July

R & B Slow Dance

Just as the band left for a break
the DJ played R & B to be kind.
Bobby Womach in the background
familiar words dangling in mind.

A trip to the bar raised eyebrows
the lady smiled from ear to ear.
Spinning in her seat like a prize
anticipating my getting near.

Those wet lips looked tasty
as I perused her mellow tones
feeling instant rush of excitement
reaching way down to my bones.

We both knew words had to come
not wanting to miss this chance.
Extended my hand out to her
as she whispered, can we dance.

Like a gentleman will, held her hand
while my eyes took in her sights.
Walking just behind her to the spot
we ended up out of the lights.

Now Johnnie Taylor was in a croon
she draped her hand on my arm
and as we two-stepped slowly
could feel that rising charm.

Suddenly she was closer to me
holding me tighter as we moved.
Nothing but music between us
as we slipped off in our groove.

Said she'd been watching me
chatting moving round the room.
Hoping we'd have an encounter
if not she was leaving soon.

Her radiating jasmine and roses
scents which make me weak
engulfed my senses totally
till I found it hard to speak.

Bodies moving in unison
any couple is known to reach
that point of ecstatic revelry
as the music starts to preach.

Al Green changed the song
slowed movement to a crawl.
Holding me even tighter
whispering I'm having a ball.

Silence between us had no affect
our bodies had a damn good talk.
Deep off into our very own groove
wondered if I could later walk.

We, in almost motionless pose
bumping and grinding in our stance.
Holding tightly each others mass
hard to call what we did a dance.

Felt her tongue at my ear
followed by moans and long sighs.
We'd reached that certain pentacle
seeing the known glazing of her eyes.

She said, baby, please
can we get outta this joint.
To hell with the band and DJ
got a need and special want.

While staring at each other
standing close face to face.
I hurriedly went and paid the tab
and got the hell outta that place.

Del Cano 2008 July

 

May As Well Stop Kidding Myself

May as well stop kidding myself 
cause you know just as well as I
my mind lingers on you like dessert
apple or cream filled banana pie.

I can't help but relate you
to something quite good to eat.
When I feast my eyes on you
I see a saucy sugary treat.

Might as well stop this crap
and face up to what I'm feeling.
Get all out of balance with you
when you're near I'm reeling.

What's the use in trying to delay
need to take action this minute.
There's a charge of emotions brewing
not one reason not to jump in it.

Why did you allow me to wait
with us both stirring up this storm.
No not a sky full of dark clouds
hugging, embracing you in my arms.

Let's bring this stand off to a halt
allow this erotic crave to show its face.
Can't wait to feel you, caress you
most of all can't wait for my taste.

Del Cano 2008 June
12:23 PM 06/20

Thanks For Nothing

Thanks for nothing

our talk was barely more than a waste

you told me you had no idea why I hurt

showing disdain and apathy to my face.

 

Certain aloofness you show

almost like one acting in a play

denying you did anything wrong

and you have nothing to say.

 

Telling me there was nothing

that you had to address 

meant you totally ignored

what had me in utter duress.

 

How low can one reach

while claiming love is there

but somehow has no idea

what it is I've begged to share.

 

I have come to the conclusion

you dump so much in a pit

so you can close the door

and never have to deal with it.

 

There is no way you can

possibly make me believe

you have no idea why I hurt

or feel this constant grieve.

 

If that is what you honestly

want me to understand

then you must be telling

I'm just another crazy man.

 

Not after over and over pointing out

how you treat me with disrespect

The only conclusion I can draw

is that is purposeful neglect.

 

You are a full grown woman

in no way a budding child.

Yet, you can look me in the eye

and spew words of such revile.

 

Games baby, you deny you play

you'd rather make me believe

it must be in my mind the crap

or its some sort of pet peeve.

 

Uh, uh no more of this mess

my feelings are more than dust

and I will not allow you to continue

treating me as if had turned to rust.

 

The time is now, dear lady

join me in making this union real

or call it quits all together today

painful emotions will not be concealed.

 

Thanks for nothing

our talk was barely more than a waste

you told me you had no idea why I hurt

showing disdain and apathy to my face.

 

Del Cano 2008 June

 

 

It Is I

It is I who lurks near
stumbling from indecision
wanting to touch while
you're in my line of vision.

It is I who lingers in the corner
with a wanting yearn.
Yes, that was my breath
you felt as if it could burn.

It is I who comes just so close
you can feel the energy rise
as I lean in to see the depth
I imagine in your eyes.

It is I who takes a regular trip
over the hills and valleys of your bod
craving the heat to be created
as we share an explosive rod.

Yes, it's me creeping in your dreams
awakening you with a start
tingling and erupting volcanic pulses
causing a racing in our hearts.

One day I shall come to view
bold, alive and real to the touch
bringing with me the explosiveness
I've been craving far too much.

Del Cano 2008 June

Tags: Desire, cravings, waiting for the right time

A Part of Me Died Yesterday

Yesterday I laughed a lot
then cried and cried alone.
I loved deeply and devotedly
for she loved me as her own.

Within myself have I retreated
the pain too much to bare.
No one can ever really know
the sorrows hidden there.

Morning dawn erased the night
braced myself to face the day.
Realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday

Thoughts of her do a dance
maybe I stop and reflect too long
but whenever I have done that
can hear so clearly our song.

What is it I'm supposed to do?
I'm learning each step along the way
A very slow walk as you must know
seldom knowing what I need to say.

A visitor or even a phone call
makes me stumble in some way
realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday.

Packing clothes or other things
that labor of love I can feel
Each break from the chores
reminds me I love her still.

Often the house seems empty
I walk around as if trying to see
if more than her spirit is lingering
with her reaching out to me.

Birds called me awake this morn
on the porch to hear what they say
realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday.

Del  Cano 2008 April

Its Coming Soon

The yard seems to quietly beg
for me to tend its spring hair
though the calendar marked the day
winter still lingers in the air.

The sun came out of the shadows
today as if it tried to be warm
Planting in my mind the tasks
when spring holds me in arm.

Rakes, hoes, shovels, the tools
for the season's coming need.
I can hear the snowball tree's buds
calling out to the sun in a plead.

All this feels as if nature is late
in bringing on its patterned stage.
Storms, signs of water on the ground
winter is slow to turn the page.

But I know it is really near
as I lean on this push broom
can feel the vibes all moving
spring is coming real soon.

Del Cano 2008 April

 

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

Your Waves Caressed Me

Mind rustling in the tid bits

even opening up for a knew look

Is it a calling to one's soul

or pages of a secret book.

 

Felt the fluttering waves

its the stimuli you've sent

In the middle of midnight sun

you called me to get bent.

 

Darkness hovered the night

silence from all other source

My whispered words calling

as cracks arise in my voice.

 

Your waves caressing me

those whispers reaching a peak

I tossed and turned in utter need

my body could not be meek.

 

I opened my eyes to a vision

you sitting at the edge of the bed.

That smile bringing in the sun

and all that light began to spread.

 

The tidbits became a united scene 

your body reached out to all of me

Before I could see it coming

I floated off in ecstasy.

 

Del Cano 2008 February

 

 

You Have A Way About You

Your words are like a pin prick
they draw blood in measured ways.
They speak so wonderfully
while brightening up my days.

You have a way about you
which squeezes juices to a drip
Each one I am privileged to see
appear to dangle off your lip.

Your passion invites excitement
stirring up merriment as you go
and no matter what the topic
you seem always in the know.

I can see your face smile
even from a distant thought
and always crave your words
for the pleasures they've brought.

I'll write of your treatment
the tests you know so well
those pin pricks of delight
which opens up to a swell.

Even when I am not steady
of mind or spirit's blend
I have learned to count on you
for all the comfort you send.

Don't let me down, ever
I'm needing to have your flavor
Each pin prick you send
is but a lovely joy to savor.

Del Cano 2008 February

Tags: Thoughts of you, special feelings

Retaining That Spirit

You bring on not only a chuckle
but a profound yearn to write.
As soon as your words touch me
I am overwhelmed with the light.

Hey, if there was ever a doubt
I'll say they have taken wings
for each encounter with your spirit
harmonizes like a choir sings.

Maybe I should get you on retainer
to keep the fire ever lit and ready.
My muse of late seems overtaken
inebriated, a drink quite heady.

I, at times, must stop and ask
how long you have lingered near
with that influence of sharing
where spirits are bound and clear.

I've shared with my soul's mate
for decades feeling it transcend
all the flavors the heart can feel
you've added to the spirit's blend.

Ofttimes I think just perhaps
we've stepped along the same trail
many are blind to their own spirit
we share a breeze on our sails.

I must know the value you charge
in keeping me on that branch of light
for each moment in that amazing aura
is filled with overflowing delight.

Del Cano 2008 January

 

 

Always Craving for More

That feeling of aloneness sets in
when I can't seem to feel your touch.
When you are at work or out shopping
that's when I miss you so much.

Though your lingering scent
helps to keep your aura alive
am always yearning to be near you
you're the passion on which I thrive.

That smile of special agreement.
Your hugs hello make me feel
like I am the most special in the world
always reminding me, love is real.

That feeling of aloneness
which creeps over my soul
scares the hell outta me
yet has never grown old.

You fill my cup to overflow
raise passions higher than ever.
My senses get a flood of sensuality
as your presence pulls the lever.

Secretly, I am always begging
that you not wander beyond our door
for your love drowns me in a flood
but I am always craving for more.

Del Cano 2008 January

My Give A Damn Is Gone

She tried so hard to change

stop what the world knew to be wrong

but when she turned to me

my give a damn had already gone.

 

Years ago I did really care

she had no feelings of remorse

Most of what I now remember

she had a very lying voice.

 

She mistreated everyone

took for granted loving emotions

left a trail of bleeding hearts

drowning in her magic potions.

 

For the last few years

she stops by annually as a show 

but never seems to grasp

my give a damn was long ago.

 

She has made a lark of life

moving all across the nation.

Home was anyplace her head lay

with not one permanent station.

 

For one brief moment, she seeks

my compassion for all she loss.

Never able to soak in the tragedy

and all the deep pains she cost.

 

I don't even have the emotions

always feel like a sun dried bone.

When she comes around pleading

tell her, my give a damn long gone.

 

Del Cano 2008 January

False Allegations

She had a habit of creating thoughts
then thinking they had been real.
Her mind went past the reality
as if she had taken a psycho pill.

Those around her suffered her tirades
having no idea the origin of her ire.
They were assigned all the blame
as if they had caused the raging fire.

She saw things in her mind
invisible to the all the rest.
A far cry from who she used to be
when she had been at her best.

Then when sights and sounds
finally rose to the point of fill
she exploded in a melt down
letting the venom pour to a spill.

Afterwards all was well with her
not a mention of anything wrong.
She went through a peaceful aura
while singing a lovers song.

Then one day it happened
she pulled a knife from her coat
stabbing her lover she falsely accused.
This is about what I wrote.

Del Cano 2008 January