No More Ecstasy Than This

A piano sonata in my head
soft music is the background
Your breath on my face
not another soul around.

Each note but a song
whispered out quite clear.
As our lips play the scales
breathing, all we can hear.
.
Percussioning hearts
pounding to a crescendo.
Moans holding the bass
way down deep and low.

A refrain of fluted spears
hovers in the heated air.
Lust raising the level
music exploding everywhere.

Drums, cymbals ignite
pulsing limbs on the move.
Loud panting, the solo
rocking in our own groove.

Passion conducts
music grows more intense
volcanic quakes and spills
love's powerful incense.

In the solitude of the glow
music fading into the abyss
We, floating on our cloud
no more ecstasy than this.

Del Cano 2006 October

A Well Spring Of Emotions

There's a deep seated need
in how I am craving you
perhaps a substitute of sorts
it penetrates me all thru.

I have no idea all the reasons
but accept one as a fact.
Since having you in my life
my soul is coming back.

Feelings which I thought
had long been buried
now are springing up
like bouquets being carried.

You touched something inside
a wellspring of emotions.
Now you have me smiling
with all the inner commotions.

Thank you, dear, I gotta say
feels like a new arising
how you reached in and touched
so very very surprising.

Life had done its thing
reeked havoc beyond knowing
till you came along with your love
spread it on me like snowing.

Del Cano 2006 October

Within Her Atmosphere

Anticipation for her, so great
as if a my life depended on her.
Seeing her is a powerful feel
with all else in a sort of blur.

Her presence raises my senses
drives my inner yearning soul.
Can't find anything to compare
to match her touch, so bold.

Nothing satisfies me
like having her near.
As if my world aligns just right
within her atmosphere.

Del Cano 2006 October

I Shed Tomorrow's Tears

I shed tomorrow's tears today
ready for the pain yet to come
knowing how life has gone awry
letting them drip out for some.

I shed tomorrow's tears right now
for how my country fades from grace
Mistaken leaders tell bold lies
with shallow grins upon their face.

I shed tears which will certainly be
a flood for what is down the road.
Resulting from troubled times
we are living with a liars code.

Time to stop this madness
corral this runaway facade
Created in greed's mighty lust
leading liars have made.

I shed tomorrow's tears today
allow them to drip free and clear.
Keep trying to wake up the masses
while chaos grows freely here.

Del Cano 2006 October

Your Words Made Love To Me

I think your words
have just made love to me.
I think I have just been
hung in sort of rhapsody.

Think my need has been
satiated to the point
they're now converted
to a simple want.

Anything you say
which comes from the soul
makes a whole nother
saved pot of gold

I think your words
have just made love to me

Del Cano Edited 2006 October

Memories Ring

At times a touch may ring
a real joyous tune for sure
but wonderment and pain
might back it out the door.

We stammer in our feel
for how a touch might be
yet crave fulfillment with
touches, yes including me.

No matter what the status
treasure each touch for real
tuck the memory deep inside
to keep forever, or at least until....

Del Cano 2006 October

As I Drift About With Ease

In the wonder of your presence
did I tell you I adore you so
you make me feel like a poet
of the stature of Edgar Allen Poe.

You make me sail the skies
your breath being the breeze
Holding my wings afloat
as I drift about with ease.

Just sigh me a smile
as I inhale passion's scent
trickling bout the stars
as I chase where they went.

Oh, lady of mine own desire
blow me a whistful kiss
as I sail heaven's store
and drift within your bliss.

Del Cano 2006 September

Funny Thing Happened

Funny thing happened
on the road to diversity
I was stopped for driving black

but everything asked for
was available
nothin was showing lack.

Oddest stuff comes up
when I take a forward step.
Requirements change again
As if doing that time
I had slept.

Strange things happen
on the way to diversity
Always a needed flaw

Even if I say not a word
am accused of many ills
Tho silent was both
my mouth and my jaw.

Not one iota of relief
the lie keeps on growing
As if accuzations were just for me
yet, I am the one in the knowing.

I gotta be a comedian
to deal with these tales of woe.
Ignorance shows its face
no matter where it is I go.

Funny thing happened
on the way to diversity.
I was accused of being an ass
Had to chuckle in the knowing
got enough to teach the whole class.

Hmmm, funny thing happened
on the way to diversity.

Del Cano 2006 September

Roses and Drought

My garden suffered from drought
too much sun for their luscious bloom.
So sad to walk thru the roses
just too much sadness and gloom.

So I went to the florist
bought her a long stem red rose.
included a note from me
"I love you, don't you suppose."

She smiled that lighted ray
thanked me sweetly and grinned.
Kissed me and whispered
think you will do it again?

Last week I sent her 3 roses
one of each of color she adores.
They made her cheery and thankful
like lounging on island shores.

Today I sent a dozen mixed roses
all in a crystal glass vase.
A jester telling her I still care
love the beam it brings to her face.

Too much going on to tend
to the flowers, especially the roses.
But a bloom now and again
tickles the senses thru the noses.

They are so special to her
inspires me to write and act.
Now I look forward to next year
unless the drought is coming back.

Del Cano 2006 August

You Might Not Conceive

You have no idea the flavor
I see and taste from you.
When I let my mind wander
you are there thru and thru.

You might not conceive
how the want of you can last.
Like a chocolate eclair
or wine in a crystal glass.

You have no idea the limits
you take my mind's array
or how much we share within
thru the hours of the day.

I wear you like a crown
my sweet and sultry Queen
for all the passions visited
the most I've ever seen.

You strike chords galore
and smile me a bright day.
While forever drifts on along
I hold you special in my way.

Often you are but a sigh
a delicious dream come true.
While my life meanders on
it always includes you.

Del Cano 2006 August

You Are Calling Me

Your lips are calling me
to taste your special flavor
As I consider your neck
more of you to savor.

Your arms are calling me
for your marvelous embrace
as I watch that sultry grin
spread cross your face.

Your thighs are calling me
a potent gripping force
to squeeze and caress
and pulsate, but of course.

Your legs are calling me
as sensual as I have seen.
A lustful sort of come on
for me to dive between.

You, my sultry lady,
are calling me to you
visions of ultra pleasures
with all you wish to do.

Del Cano 2006 August

It Must Be How You Are

I have loved before
and offered up my star
but not like I do you
it must be how you are.

I crave me some you
lust to the highest power.
A longing increasing
every minute, every hour.

Your presence is a gift
or more like it is a prize.
You so entangle my senses
with just the blink of your eyes.

I sleep with you in mind
body remains aware.
It lies in a pointed state
as if you were there.

Can feel you caress me
hold me close up and tight
and with the way you love me
I crave you both day and night.

Can't take the simplest action
without having you in mind.
As my thoughts wallow on you
see you as a fine aged wine.

Want to always touch you
hands to fondle, fingers caress.
Starting any place I can reach
then head for the rest.

You feed my normal heat
drive my body to insane.
Its a wonder I don't pass out
when you simply call my name.

Baby, I loathe when we are apart
soul begs for you with a mighty yearn.
The slightest of a thought
keeps me in a sultry burn.

I want you and need you
like I never wanted before.
And I must let you know this
there's love for you in store.

I have loved before
and offered up my star
but not like I do you
it must be how you are.

Del Cano 2006 August

If I Don't Make It to Heaven

If I don't make it to heaven
I've been graced by what you do
I've already had my blessings
with the time I've spent with you.

If I don't cross those pearlie gates
I have no reason to complain
The years I've shared with you
no less a soothing Spring Rain.

If I fail to make it to heaven
I have plenty to tell the folk
I've been in my earthly oasis
in bearing your loving yoke.

If I don't make it to heaven
I still will pass a happy man.
hoping to stay in your presence
forever, if I can.

It won't rock my world
if heaven locks its door
cause loving you, to me
has got to be a lot more.

Del Cano 2006 August

A Chance Meeting

A chance meeting from time to time
on your way with him someplace.
Nothing more than a look or sly grin
to others, a blank look on your face.

I read every line and each arch
now months later, it seems
thru a stroke of bad luck
you're now star of my dreams.

A chance encounter moved
us both to center stage
finding an underlying lust
with passion all the rage.

An accidental bump, a touch
sent waves thru and thru.
As I found we shared the want
yes, the likes of me and you.

Simply watching you reach
or stoop to grab a brush.
Felt the pangs of desire
a maddening sort of rush.

Not long later our eyes met
to a longing stare and look.
Those same glances and arch
I read you like a book.

Low guttural moaning sounds
seemed to drip from your lip.
As I went about my tasks
making sure a glance would slip.

Each met with a steady eye
a real come on if I ever knew.
Yet, I tried to keep a distance
some space 'tween me and you.

All just a waste of time
the effort was for naught.
Couldn't hold back from the bait
that passion we had wrought.

I see promise in each glance
a chance meeting at some time.
Till then I'll be the words we studder
and you, dear, can be the rhyme.

Del Cano 2006 August

Night Time Brings On Whispers

Night time brings on whispers
soft as a southern raindrop
Dripping words of passion
each night brings a new crop.

Like a star shooting
across the soft night sky
Each word has as an aim
to please the watching eye.

Some words send kisses
to smooch awaiting lips
Sweet as honey dew melon
they carry lover's scripts.

Over miles and mountains
deserts and river's bend
Each with a special message
from lover to lover we send.

Not one shall be a waste
let their meaning arise
and spark another conversation
to be seen lovers eyes.

Del Cano 2006 July

Peeping In A Mirror

Reading you is like seeing a mirror
one from deep in my mind's eye
A reflection of the world I keep hid
thou you feel like a lover's spy.

Never far from the real truth
the one which flutters on the edge
as I tip toe round the opening
seems you are nearby on the ledge.

Only thing I regret in the knowing
you were not there at first to share
but now all I need is to inhale
and you appear right from thin air.

I thank my lucky stars for you
for every bit of joy you bring
while I am forever fluttering inside
my heart does dance and sing.

Del Cano 2006 June

A Toast To You

Bubbling like a seltzer
dribbling over cubes of ice.
The joy you bring to me
a lot better than nice.

Words I let be exposed
actually are but a soft touch
Tho my soul really craves
to wallow in your clutch.

Like vapors drenching me
from breaths inhaled quite deep.
A fantasy of sort from dreams
I wish I were able to keep.

I'll treasure you like champaign
holding a fluted toasted kiss.
Letting you know your value
making heaven less than this.

Del Cano 2006 June

We Made Love While Writing

We made love while writing
between the spaces of a line.
Passion found us as creation rose
sparking lust lovely and devine.

We wallowed within those words
as each caressed tenderly and nice.
No less an explosive union
like lovers get once or twice.

We made precious love
in the body of a writer's word
with effervescent pinings
like none you've ever heard.

While writing in poetic song
we fell into ecstatic bliss
In the middle of the poem
we shared a lovers kiss.

No part of our hearts
nor even any bits of soul
could evade the rumblings
we thought had grown cold.

We made passionate love
sealed tightly with a kiss
making sure even heaven
seems a lot less than this.

Del Cano 2006 June

Sensual and Erotic Poetic Tarts: Imagined

Sensual and Erotic Poetic Tarts: Imagined

Pardon My Glowing

Pardon my glowing, please
its the radiance of your touch.
I rise up to the high road
in the lavender of your clutch.

I seem able to drift
to stars in the skies
from the shadows cast
by the blink of your eyes.

Pardon my glowing, dear
can't help but offer a smile.
As your eyes glance my way
then linger for a while.

My universe spins
on an axis of love with you
like the way dawn softly
lifts the morning dew.

Pardon my glowing, love
as I sparkle from your rays
which seems able to keep me
wallowing thru all my days.

Like chocolate melts
when exposed to heat
My emotions run full blast
whenever we chance to meet.

Oh, my dear one,
want you in the full knowing
that you are responsible
for this bright radiant glowing.

Del Cano 2006 June

Harmony

You're the soundbeat in my mind
the drumbeat in my heart.
You're my morning musical score
humming me to a new start.

You are the midday melody
the harp's rhapsody in tune.
Like the sweet scents of a rose
you are my soul's fragrant bloom.

You are the sparkles I see
the ones some call the dew.
You are the conductor of the band
my mind rest in harmony with you.

Del Cano 2006 March

Whose Wearing My Skin

Whose heart pumps inside me
whose this wearing my skin.
Why am I so lonely, missing you
from that one night we sinned.

We both agreed to walk awaysaying
it was no more than a game.
Everytime I get near that hotel
hear my body calling your name.

For months we wore a look
telling a tale we tried to hide.
All the while those cravings
puffing a storm inside.

Whose that using my mind
once so utterly straight.
Thinking constantly focused
on how you did so satiate.

One time, one night
sharing in absolute bliss.
Riding a magic wave
swelling from a kiss.

I can't sip my coffee
shave without seeing your face.
One of these minds within me
feels not one once of disgrace.

Whose heart pumps inside me
whose this wearing my skin.
Why am I so lonely, missing you
from that single night of sin.

Del Cano 2006 Feb

Soft Refrain

Fell asleep in your arms
least that's the way it felt
Dreamed of a soft refrain
allowed it all to melt

Tossed and turned away
woke up with a start.
Poundings and flutters
had taken over my heart.

A sec to find my senses
rubbing my eyes in vain.
The shadow walking away
set tears aflow like rain.

Too real to forget
a lovely dreamer's view.
Just so much in awe when
my soul awakes to you.

Del Cano 2006 Feb

Will They Understand Me

Will they understand me if I say,

" her words form
a delicate pool in which
one aches to dip a finger
and feel the liquid?

Be coated by the moment?

To take away a piece
of the emotion to savor.
I do a slow drown in
her passionate flood
while I wallow in her
words."

Del Cano 2006 Jan

Together In My Dreams

I stumbled on you then
light years ago it seems
with every horizon I pretend
we're together in my dreams.

Days collect like dust
till I close my eyes to see
those times that we were "us"
at the verge of eternity.

Weeks fade out of view
time simply lost its appeal
even yesterday has no clue
dreams are my only for real.

When I go to sleep I try
to recover what used to be
remaining a twinkle in my eye
I crave you desperately.

All my attempts have failed
to put you in memory's bin
yet you remain and prevail
like a blessed haunting sin.

Never had such lustful needs
feelings bursting out loud
you planted rows of seeds
now each seems to reach a cloud.

I exist thru days of longing
every night my body screams
begging to still be belonging
but I'll see you in my dreams.

Del Cano 2004 December

Never Let Them Fall Away

Touches which tatoo me
kisses of passion's fire
slatterings of sensual butter
which feeds our desire.

The dimple which appears
at the corner of your mouth
another trapping you use
making my yearnings shout

That vulnerability we share
in the throws of ecstacy's fray

igniting passion's volcanic blast

sending us sailing on our way.

Our engine fueled in knowing

the trip to ecstasy's peak

carries us beyond any point

our minds could possibly seek.

Those magical emotions

speak words we cannot say.

Let us kiss a promise

"Never Let Them Fall Away".

Del Cano 2005 Dec

I Heard The Wind Before I Died

A Collab

I heard the wind before I died
the swoosh surrounding me
those engulfing rushes
of unruly patterns filled
with ecstasy.

I dipped my toes into your stream,
waded out beyond what seemed
prudent and wise, given the distance,
drawn somehow by desire's persistence.

I heard the wind before I died
which gripped my very soul
in fathoms of pleasured
monstrosities its touches
deep and bold.

I measured each step by the feel below,
taking me farther than I'd dared ever go.
Each lapping wave of you beckoned me in,
like wine upon water, your touch to my skin.

I heard the wind before I died
whose lust was of a hue
of a colored masterpiece
which explodes within
my view.

I painted our grotto with my sighs
when I found forever in your eyes.
We rose with the wind, to the top of a willow,
lay in its arms, dove's nest for our pillow.

I heard the wind before I died
as you birth my senses real
added deminsions of passion
to levels I never knew
could feel.

I floated like feathers in a warm summer zephyr,
engulfed in your soul, became blinder and deafer
to all the distractions that might draw us apart,
yet I found nothing withers a loving heart.

I died a death of pleasure
you touched me to the core
and opened up a new heaven
holding wide a lovin door.

I drowned in your ecstatic essence.
No other lifeforce, save your presence,
could breathe enchantment, revive me with song
borne by the same wind to which we belong.

Del Cano 2006 Jan
Naia, January 2006