Decadent Dessert

She taste like a decadent dessert
oozing only the best of cream.
Like a plucked grape from Italy
for the wine oh so supreme.

Juicy porter house steak
flavors running off the plate.
On her very worst day
she won't fail to satiate.

Sweet as syrupy sugar
honey from the top bee.
Nothing satisfies my craving
like she does for me.

Each of her touches
a surreal sort of port of call.
Can't fathom anything better
no, nothing at all.

She breaks thru every barrier
anything which might protect.
I stopped even trying to block her
she's my pro I always suspect.

She takes me to passions hill
drives me to the highest crest.
I can only give in to her ecstasy
knowing now she is the very best.

Before long it all comes out
every drop to the last squirt.
Never does she fail in her mission
shes always a decadent dessert.

Del Cano 2007 April

Let's Get It On

Words in the song said:

you keep looking and staring me done
hey, why don't you stop fooling around


My words:

Knowing I ain't no sexual pawn
why don't we just get it on.

You show up when I least expect
bringing with you every tease.
Short sun dress dangling lusciously
exposing skin just above the knees.

Both of us knowing full well
our chatting is no more than a sham.
When you discover I am outside
you find a reason to come where I am.

Such feeble attempts at niceties
belie your often heaving breast.
Coupled with suspicious naivety
wearing a sensual summer dress.

Your lingering daunting ways
tell me much more than you say.
Not that I have a problem with it
it seems just to be your way.

Why continue this nutty charade
lets make all the BS be gone.
Why not just skip all the crap
come on lets get it on.

I caught your smile in the park
another morning at the bus stop.
When I exited the grocery store
feel like I been caught by a cop.

You spend too much time
watching where I go and do.
Can't say I'm not flattered
by the attention I get from you.

But what is it with the staring
as if I was some work of art.
Your sensual eyes are glowing
as they seem to tear me apart.

Again I say, lets stop this game
got me feeling like an old blues song.
What's wrong with being straightforward
come on baby, lets just get it on.

Del Cano 2008 June

Your Flavor

You always create a flavor
I have trouble telling what is
but then I take a breath or sigh
in wondering is it my biz.

There's a certain sultriness
you seem not able to control
but it gets to me everytime
you get on a writing role.

I sniff for the scent and flavors
you so easily send out my way
but constantly shake my head
in hesitation in what to say.

Damn you woman, stop
I mean, well go ahead.
Whatever I'm trying to say
seems to be stuck in my head.

Ok, Ok maybe I'll blurt it out
so the thought won't go to waste.
Sometimes I fall on my face
in wondering 'bout your taste.

Your scent of passion
seems so wild and free
reminding me of times past
thats the way I used to be.

But now I just take a peek
might even bite my lip
Can't help on occasion
wondering 'bout a sip.

Whatever lovely flavors rise
I can't help but enjoy the flow
and in my hesitation
I just had to let you know.

Del Cano 2007 December

Your love is candy sweet. I got the munchies for your love.

Stolen In The Middle of the Night

Oh, to be stolen in the middle of the night
to have my dreams exchanged with you
reality in the place of wanton desire
shivering me totally thru and thru.

That first engulfing burn of your lips
soaring me from sleep to passion.
Awakening every fiber of my being
in anticipation of your stormy fashion.

Ah, your heated breath on my face
igniting to the depths of my soul.
That volcanic tremble rising fast
as your actions become more bold.

When the moon is bright and high
and you turn into my Passion Queen
You know how helpless I am
just happy to share this lustful scene.

Steal me baby! Storm my night anytime
you are my woman. Yes, my love
And I am so damn glad. Ecstatic!
when Lady Moon gets high up above.

Del Cano 2005 November

Its Out In the Open

Now its out in the open
hands want to cup your face
Stare deep in your eyes
watch stars glow and race.

I want to hold you close
feel the warmth you share.
Want to study your body
lust which clouds my air.

I want to watch you
untie your hair for me
let it drop down in a spread
to tease me joyfully.

Yep, its out in the open
knowng you are my turn.
Like an explosive gas
about to make a serious burn.

Let me just savor you
like fine wine from its store.
Every sip a new craving
always wanting more.

Let me feel all of you
like a blind man reading braille.
Each spot a different meaning
or like notes on a music scale.

I want to feel your breath
exhale across my face
let the nectar of you linger
while I savor all your taste.

Let me scream inside
from lustful calls for you
and watch your every move
to thrill me totally thru.

I want to kiss your mouth
tongue dancing to your beat
then slurp you endlessly
from head to your feet.

Oh, let me share pleasures
for every instant you appear.
Dangle my tongue on your face
and kiss you ear to ear.

While tongue is busy in a slurp
my hands shall seek each spot.
Trace the outline of all of you
for a mental picture of all you've got.

Its out in the open now
no need to try to hide.
You know clearly by now
I wish to share a ride.

Might be on a magic carpet
or heaving against the wall.
Matters not the location
you have me standing tall.

Lust like a roaring flood
running thru my all my veins
All the rest of the world fades
you have invaded my brains.

No way I can shutter this
nor call it little, a token.
I so want to make love to you
its all out in the open.

Del Cano 2008 February

Naughty More Than the Norm

I've been naughty more than norm
been having visions of pure delight.
When I finally lay my head down
spin an erotic scene most of the night.

Sweats set in and soak me
my mind goes crazier than most.
There's such overpowering hunger
like licking butter from toast.

I want to suck that pussy
like I have never done it before.
My tongue working up and down
giving that spot the highest score.

I rest my hands on that ski slope
and pull her as close as I can
making sure she knows with no doubt
I'm a real pussy slurping man.

I so love to feel her warm thighs
squeezing real close to my face
driving my need to suck wildly
can bet my tongue done aced.

Oh, my goodness, those visions
seem to reach the highest point.
When I select you as my target
who always hardens my joint.

Could care less what you look like
I know the passion hidden inside.
I can be damn sure each time
we're gonna share a mighty ride.

Last night was over the top
we sailed and sailed to the moon
Every sensual and erotic thought
begged me to come back soon.

Del Cano 2008 January

Your Flavor

You always create a flavor
I have trouble telling what is
but then I take a breath or sigh
in wondering is it my biz.

There's a certain sultriness
you seem not able to control
but it gets to me everytime
you get on a writing role.

I sniff for the scent and flavors
you so easily send out my way
but constantly shake my head
in hesitation in what to say.

Damn you woman, stop
I mean, well go ahead.
Whatever I'm trying to say
seems to be stuck in my head.

Ok, Ok maybe I'll blurt it out
so the thought won't go to waste.
Sometimes I fall on my face
in wondering 'bout your taste.

Your scent of passion
seems so wild and free
reminding me of times past
thats the way I used to be.

But now I just take a peek
might even bite my lip
Can't help on occasion
wondering 'bout a sip.

Whatever lovely flavors rise
I can't help but enjoy the flow
and in my hesitation
I just had to let you know.

Del Cano 2007 December

Your love is candy sweet. I got the munchies for your love.