I Traced You Last Night
By Larry Chadwick
I trace the highlights of your face,
Feeling emotions that you always share.
Gentle reminders of the reasons why,
I like to trace the lines that are there.
Subtly that line traces down your neck,
Where I find such aromatic memories.
I could easily get distracted right here,
Tracing your line with no time to tease.
And then the rising curves of your body,
Ahhh, yes the high points of my desires.
My pausing here seems only natural,
A place that always starts burning fires.
But there's another place that this line leads,
That little button that invites me to stop in.
A spot that recalls so many happy times,
Just being here makes you laugh again.
Your giggles sweetly encourage me on,
Tracing further past those hips I go.
Mindful of their swaying capabilities,
Seductively reminding me I love you so.
My fingers trace down those sexy legs,
That gives you the power to run away.
While they lift your body up to me,
They provide strength for you to stay.
And then my fingers find your feet,
How they make you putty in my hands.
But don’t forget they’re a source of joy,
Turning most sadness into ticklish plans.
Now that I have traced you from head to toe,
It helps me understand what makes you whole.
I’ve learned to love the completeness of you,
And when I’m done you have etched my soul.
November 13, 2001
This just seemed the right time to repost!
[This message has been edited by Larry C (02-14-2002 09:04 PM).]