So Hot ( A Collab)

So hot...

summer dew all over my body.
discarded clothing in a heap,,,
just for a moment I lie down..
head at the foot of my bed..
one leg dangling over the side...
I slumber in dewy summer dreams...
of you thinking of me...

so hot...

The steam radiating from you
rises in a cloud like fog.
The view of your body
glistening from Summer dew
invites me to touch...so hot
The moistness of you triggers me
to slumber in dewy summer dreams

so hot....

~Pix~©2005/Del Cano 2005 June

 

When It Feels This Good

When it feels this good
I just have to shout
Mercy, when she touches me
my body screams out.

Shuddering starts going
my mind goes on a trip.
All of the senses rise
as my heart starts to skip.

Blood rushes to my head
my mouth gets real dry.
My breathing gets short
and stars appear in my eye.

When she touches me 
she knows "SHE IS" the clout.
When it feels this good
I just have to shout.

Del Cano 2005 June

When The Muse Calls

Ah, your muse must be kin
to the one who compels me.
Seems they have similar traits
in thoughts you will see.

Often I sit and ponder
self be immersed in ink;
suddenly clarity comes
instantly, quick as a wink.

Mountains be climbed
stars sparkle and shine.
Words are poured as if
they could not be mine.

Have no Siren to alert
nor soft touch to tell
but I must admit
I hear my muse's yell.

When the shouting starts
like mighty rolling balls
fingers race to place the words
"When the Muse Calls".

Del Cano 2005 May

When Was I Yours

You were mine that day
that one day our muses met
and drank of the tomorrows
never to be we both bet.

You were mine that one day
we sailed the skies in poetic bliss.
Danced to a myriad of violins
and sealed the dream with a kiss.

You were mine as we touched
in a fog of what never could be
But wallowed in shared need
submerge, engulfed so totally.

On that one day we layed
in love's promised passion.
Startled by the sudden arousal
made love in wild wanton fashion.

That one day we shared
the heat radiating from our pores.
Yet, I knew right then one day 
you would be asking, "When Was I Yours".
  

Del Cano 2005 June

You Stroke My Soul

 taught me bout the word
which some call ecstasy
all I know is the passion
you create and build in me.  

made me learn to feel
deeper than I knew
just how you rock my world
with what ever you do.  

The attention you give
is nothing short of great
I ride a magical trip
with you as my mate.  

Teach me more
I crave and long to have
you as the balm of love
your kisses are the salve.  

you stroke my soul
liven up all my days
I go wild in your presence
as I crave your loving ways.  
Love you
Spencer  

Del Cano 2005 June

Something Or Someone

Woke up from a deep sleep
as if someone had touched me
and whispered sweet nothins
like a foggy sort of ecstasy.

Something or someone
layed a touch of passion.
Spilt lotion of tenderness
obviously without ration.

I reached with my heart
to engage those senses
not the least of concern
for using defenses.

Felt a breath of love
a whisp of dangling hair.
Noting the sweet aroma
a spiraling scented flair.

As all my senses tingled
seemed to drift into a mist
as if an angel stepped in
and planted a loving kiss.

Rocked to the core
a pleasant ravishing stroll.
Something or someone
stroked my very soul.

Del Cano 2005 June

Renewed

Damn, I feel renewed
as if touched by a light.
Your words radiated
like the sun at midnight.
 
Like maybe a sip
of chilled champaign
or easing into the sauna
to soak the body's pain.
 
I feel such elation
you were just so kind.
Wouldn't it be great
if life had a rewind.
 
We could revisit
play it over and over.
Drive the senses
thru fields of clover.
 
So glad to know
I'm still in your heart
and remain special
which is the best part.
 
Feel much better now
not as bad as it seemed
and treasure the thought
we'll revisit in a dream.
 
Damn, I feel renewed
as if touched by a light
am smiling radiantly
you made it alright.
 
Del Cano 2005 February