Tuesday, November 22, 2005




The Fire Of You

I reach and touch a flame
your skin is but heated embers
as your silver lined tongue
tingles beyond any I remember

My body knows no compare
as it shudders and quakes
the startling ecstatic fury
brings on furious shakes

Anticipation blows a circuit
explodes within knowledge of you
longing for your touches
sweat pouring like morning dew

Can hardly contain myself
in thoughts of all the desire
touching you, loving you
is nothing less than fire.

Del Cano 2005