Let Me Hear That Song

I want to hear a song
never sung before.
One that has not
ever seen a score.

Let me hear the words
to the tune of leaves
drifting on the breath
of a soft summer breeze.

The hum of water trickling
down a hillside in the park.
I want to hear a song twinkle
like stars in the dark.

Let me hear the birds
on their symphony's scale
and a dogwood's bloom
take off and sail.

The soft chatter of grass
changing with the wind
and an earthworm heading
back in the dirt again.

The squirrel sings a song
when cracking its nut
while ducks on the lake
leave a wavy rut.

The sounds of her breath
when deep in a sleep
drawing me to occassionally
take a loving peek.

Oh, let me hear that song
never ever sung before
The one thats heaven writ
and placed on a score.

Del Cano 2007 April

 

Tags: Nature's song, songs of the heart

Tickling Thoughts

Thoughts of you clutter my mind

like a desk full of last year's mail.

Those ramblings you left in my head

like a long lost ship at sail.

 

Remembrances, good and sad

keep a stir within my head.

Smiles and tears might pop up

from so many things you said.

 

Like a long video playing

I see so many visions there.

Watching you put on lipstick

or even fiddling with your hair.

 

I see so clearly your waves

how your face would get so bright

when we'd chatter about tomorrows

how we'd enjoy those private nights.

 

Promises we knew would not be

no way to make them come alive.

Two lonely souls sharing space

in knowing our hearts still thrived.

 

Though memories do haunt me

often in times like this.

I'll always cherish that moment

we shared that magic kiss.

 

Explosive passions ignited

like a forest fire raging its start.

Thru all the sensual clutter

you made it right into my heart.

 

I smile at what might have been

had we actually got past a thought

but I so relish the tickle in my soul

from all that joy you brought.

 

Del Cano 2007 March

Crossing Over

Crossing over between worlds
from those saucy dreams to now.
A bridge of sorts I must stretch
a regular occurance somehow.

A lingering of time and space
to capture wishes I brew.
Thats the kind of power you have
whenever I think of you.

From the sweetest of dreams
I must break loose a start
to face my day of horrors
with you the engine of my heart.

Salacious and loving
you get me off with a thrill.
The sort of dreamscape
which captures a lonely will.

Crossing over between worlds
my day is a floating dish.
A wanton spurting desire
filled with a passionate kiss.

Del Cano 2007 March

Lonely Imaginations

I find I am more lonely
when I come home at night
Empty house with dog and cat
won't let it be quite right.

So my mind wanders
in allowance of cravings due.
I let imaginations run
with a lot of thought of you.

I let my passions flower
they bloom along the way.
Leaving a litter of beauty
for me to see each day.

Oh, I take so many liberties
thru a mind set in need.
Cause I bring you in fantasies
to romp in sensual greed.

All beyond is darkness
you help fill the empty core.
A steady salacious longing
keeps me begging for more.

Somewhere out there
you sing a lovely song
helping to keep me humming
when all the world is wrong.

So I come home to loneliness
tho all is never quite right
but thoughts of you save me
and help me thru the night.

Del Cano 2007 February

 

Living in the Moment

Living in the moment
what does it really mean.
To capture each vision
like a morning sunbeam?

She told me to reach high
so each moment could shine.
Stand out like a crystal
to be claimed as only mine.

I suppose some of us
worry away our days.
Tomorrow ain't promised
yesterday is but a haze.

Put some life into right now
absorb and live a bit for today.
While we studder for another
today just fades away.

Go ahead, soak it in
squeeze in a good wow.
Let painful sights pass on
live in the moment now.

Del Cano 2007 February

 

Miss You, My Friend

Did I hear you right?
Did you tell me I am missed
Did I hear you needed a greeting
starting off with a kiss?

Did I truly feel your whisper
the one that tickles my ear?
Is that the sound I heard
which I needed to hear.

Much time and distance
one hell of a long bit of space.
Tho snow and hillsides separate
still, I can see your face.

I reach for my toothbrush
part of my hygienic task.
Visions of you dangling
they always seem to last.

Did our words meet half way
thoughts mingling in the wind.
Let me tell you, I love you
and miss you, my friend.

Del Cano 2007 February

 

Heaven, Are You Listening

Heaven, are you listening?
Can you hear the hollow cries
Do you see the grief building
Shown thru tear stained eyes.

Heaven, do you know the pain
created by life's lonely route
Do you know the sounds
when a hurting heart cries out.

Heaven, are you listening?
Are you aware of her needs
Seems you still wait for her
now that she's planted the seeds.

Heaven, oh, heaven, hear me
your child of God is on her way.
Soon she will be at rest
no more pain in her day.

Del Cano 2007 January