Friday, October 8, 2004

Feels So Right

Let us hang together
in the moon lit dust of joy.
A sort of dangling around
the type of love we employ.

Let us continue to be
so sensitive to the theme
of merriment and laughter
dashing towards our dream.

Be us so outstanding
yet softly to the touch
even the tiniest of a creature
gets noticed from us.

Love sketches on a canvass
details bubble over in delight.
This tenderness of heart, shared
must be blessed to feel so right.

Del Cano 2004 October

 

Dealing With Life

As you question how life works

The days keep clicking on by

It matters not your contribution

In the end you’ll surely die.

 

So why not live it to the highest

And put your mark on it each day

Whether you live good or bad

We all end up the same way.

 

We must work to help us live

And  then go out and play a bit

But if we stand on the sidelines

You have nothing to show of it.

 

When adversity engulfs you

Don’t give up from the pain

When you think it may be over

Just make a new start again.

 

As you live and make plans

There’s happiness and some strife

But you cannot quit and give up

For you must face the nature of life.

 

Del Cano 2003  March 6 

 

Thursday, October 7, 2004

You Are MY Sunshine

There's the sun shining by day
that ole moon glowing at night
but your song, that special love
is what keeps my world bright.

Got nothing gainst the moon
nor the sun's sparkling rays
but with your abundant love
I know there're joyful days.

Like the twinkling stars
shining again and again
your love and you
is my sun even in the rain.

The heavenly bodies, Ok!
Yet, to satisfy this heart of mine
all it takes is you, my love
cause you are "My" sunshine.

Del Cano 2004 October

 

 

Sunday, October 3, 2004

Cold Sweat

I tossed and turned
fidgeted most of the night
couldn't clear my mind
try as hard as I might.  

The thought of you
at the top of my senses
driving erotic winds
sleeplessness, the expenses.  

When I did doze
with not one regret
I awoke in a tremble
shaking, a cold sweat.  

Visions of you lovingly
staring into my eyes
but a murmer to a speech
my god, how you hypnotize.  

I can't shake it or hide
from the thrill of your being
hope its not just a mirage
a foggy haze I am seeing.  

What ever you are
not complete just yet
my longing for you
keeps me in a Cold Sweat.  

Del Cano 2004 October

What Doth The Hither Say

what doth the hither say
when speaking to the quick
do the embers tickle
and act as the wick.

what doth the hither say
when visited by a lick
might it tell the tongue
to continue with a flick.

oh, how the hither swells
and gourge so wonderfully
each time a conversation
is attempted by me.

me thinks the hither
might be a bell for sure
it doth ding a ling, a ring
as I arrive at the door.

within the hither's hoard
silent satiant passions lay
all verbage be but wasted
I know what the hither say.

Del Cano 2004 October

 

 

 

 


 

Saturday, October 2, 2004

You And Your Garden

You and your garden
have teamed up on me
blushing erotic scents
bloom so radiantly.

Blossom scents
winking at my face
calling out to me
inviting me to grace.

You and your garden
form an exotic team
to enibriate my senses
least thats how it seems.

My defenses, all gone
as the fragrance rise
and wafts strikingly
it only mystifies.

Yes, the  lovely plot
betwix  ample thighs
sort of a Garden of Joy
serving to mesmerize.

You and your garden
offers up a treasure.
Working as a team
nothing but pleasure.

Del Cano 2004 September 28

 

 


 

Friday, October 1, 2004

A Delightful Trip Indeed

Ah, they wonder where I go
when I leave presence of here.
Step away from the now
wallow in thoughts quite dear.

I take trips of joy and glee
restoring balance to the soul.
Each foray, a jewel in its self
as a chalice of the finest gold.

Ssshhh, don't tell everyone
jealousy tends to overwhelm
My mini vacation, sensuality
with her firmly at the helm.

See, as I touch her neck
and run my fingers south
the juices all start to flow
completely fill my mouth.

Thumbs face to face
fingers spread in a wing
feathery touches glide
skin quivers, start to sing.

By now she starts to moan
goosebumps rise and shine
repeated slips on the slope
like skiing down her spine.

We tingle in marked unison
sweat pouring from the brow.
Though my senses be enibriated
I must continue somehow.

This being a joint venture
in sharing the sparkling flame.
The fury of a lustful touch
is like fire; just the very same.

Think you get the picture
I need not be more detailed
Suffice it to say we share trips
on giant ocean waves we do sail.

I get the oddest looks at work
as I gear back up to top speed
and I smile so devilishly.
Took a delightful trip indeed.

Del Cano 2004 October