Anticipating Her

She still has a while at work
so I sit back and close my eyes.
Those dancing images light up
like the movement of her thighs.

Can just about see that smile
her aroma rising in the room.
Filling me with anticipation
knowing she'll be home soon.

Dinner in the oven on warm
bath water steaming hot.
Mind lingers in its drift
on her every luscious spot.

Can see the twinkles spark
and her so inviting lips.
So much to look forward to
like those curvaceous hips.

Always get so excited
knowing she's on the way.
Precious is her presence
bringing sun to my day.

Can hear her small talk
bout how things went at work.
Trying hard to be a good listener
but I'm always a lustful jerk.

Greeting me at the door
as if we'd been apart a year
is always a filling touch
she expresses so clear.

Oh, I hear her in the yard
I'll just pretend I'm sleep
can't wait for her precious touch
and visions I'll ever keep.

Del Cano 2007 December

Time To Taste Heaven

I've tasted enough
of the stars and the moon
I've slurped thru skyways
yet heaven always looms.

Knees are bloodied
bending too far down
Now following the scent
I'm heaven bound.

Should be my turn
weary from the chase
bowing in total submission
Heaven awaits my taste.

Del Cano 2005 July

Sun Dress

As I stood and watched her in that sun dress
I begged that the wind would lightly blow.
That mother nature would open her arms
and let me see what I wanted to know.

Lady, with that light blended cotton
resting on the curves of her form
I could not resist seeing her up close
rapped tightly in my loving arms.

Oh, that sun dress showed a mighty
sweet look clinging to her flesh
forcing my eyes to see thru
as if the material was made of mesh.

Her movements, like a doe
sleek, yet full of all I could need.
Blow wind, blow, let me see it cling
touching softly all over as I plead.

Breath gets caught up in the aura
watching every monumental move.
The hem bouncing a swish side to side
coupling me in a sensual groove.

The way it lounged on her breast
as her pouty lips cast a shade
and that covered heaving inviting me
to look at the wonder nature has made.

Blow wind, blow, let me see more
just a hint up above the knee
following those ripples gorging
all I can take on my eyes to see.

My, that sun dress is a personification
of lust's sweet marrow busting my bones.
No less a euphoric addiction as a drug
addicts lingering need to get over the jones.

Oops, thanks brother wind
just a mild gust to feed my eyes.
Mercy, mercy now I know the secret
the hem was hiding those lovely thighs.

Hair blowing back just off your forehead
big gold hoops dangling in the sunlight.
Passions creeping up her spinal hill
forming the basis of a star lit moon night.

Oh, lust, you've been hiding from my mind
years of dangling from abstinence grip.
Sun dress following the rippling flow
of the measured movement of each hip.

Saw her peeping out the corner of her eyes
smile creeping in the knowing how she teased.
Hip lopped onesided making the dress cup behind
for me to get a good look so I would be pleased.

Our eyes locked in an instant stare
sizing up each fiber blowing in the wind
and as she stepped on the bus, wondered
would I ever see that sun dress ..again. .

Del Cano 2007 October

Sweet Kisses

Been trying to explain just how
she raises my sugar level so high.
I think maybe it might be those kisses
like grandma's sweet potato pie.

When she enters the door
its like she's been gone for so long.
Grabs me like a choking vine
but can't say I can call it wrong.

That woman keeps me smiling
even sitting round resting in a daze.
I look over there at her in my lust
loving all of her passionate ways.

Don't care if she's wearing cut offs
or a big oversized sweat suit.
Just love being in her presence
as if her body was sugar fruit.

My sugar level rises to a high
that rosy smile never misses.
Drive me just as batty now
since she first gave out her kisses.

All these years haven't dulled
even the slightest of a bit.
Can count on her always to stir
guaranteed to drive me to a fit.

Oh, she can be so rewarding
in all the ways she can tease.
Sitting cross from her, mind fades
thinking, pass the jelly, please.

Some may call me crazy
but they don't know bout this.
Wait till they get a woman
whose got an apple pie kiss.

Del Cano 2007 September

Uttered In Heavenly Voice

I can see the bold letters
streaming cross the skies
and the brilliance you show
as I look thru your eyes.

I can't challenge those
of lesser meanings or darkness
for all I now know of is the
presence of love's sparkness.

My mind can't resume what
it once used to know about
but I can say today, happiness
provides the basis for a shout.

So even if you come with me
I realize the truth exist in us
and nothing might be changed
though we scream, shout or fuss.

I can still see the banners float
high up in heaven's skies
and all the lovely splendor
focused deep within our eyes.

Any thing but what we have
would only be a foolish choice
secret lakes of her splendors
"utter'd in heavenly voice!"

DelCano 2007 June

Love In the Air

Come smell love in the air
a whisp of grass blowing.
Trees humming a morning tune
a tractor turning and mowing.

Bikers rolling round the lake
between jogger's patting feet.
Geese gliding to their landing
ducks seeking food to eat.

Fishing poles standing tall
shadows in the rising sun.
Emotions stirring like a book
whose plot's passionately spun.

Activities all around
the park is like a stage show.
So much love in the air
a favorite place to go.

Del Cano 2007 September

Stumbling Back Into View

Stumbling back into view
returning from a dark reprieve.
So many obstacles to get pass
at times doubted I still believed.

Passing through summer's heat
far beyond what I used to know.
Soul drenched by humid climes
nonexistent relief on the go.

Hunkered down with passions fray
demons hovering within each cloud.
The world peeping at my mess
judging lamentations out loud.

Stumbling back into view
scratched from the bizarre
Seeking the comfortable cloak
of these Poetic Stars.

Familiarity breeds moderation
tension gives way to peace.
Demons get stroked away
joy opens to an increase.

Busting through the crust
healing balm like cocoa butter.
Grasping onto the golden ring
satisfaction like no other.

Exploding talents bursting
like fireworks raining on the heart.
Returning to the peace of family
like always from the start.

Snatch the curtains open
allow pain to spill off the stage.
Raise my hands in jubilee
thank heaven I've come of age.

Light flooded out the dark
here, I run straight back to you.
Returning from that sad reprieve
stumbling back into view.

Del Cano 2007 September