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