The Trace of My Rose

The Trace of My Rose Lie down my precious, close your eyes Relax yourself, get ready for a sensuous surprise Its stem is long, free of all thorns Its pedals are fully blossomed and thick So soft and tender wonderfully clothed in red. Its power is awesome, this you will see As it journeys all over you, starting from your head. The strokes are slow and sweet Poised to make the touch so intense Sliding down your face, your nose, your cheeks, your lips, your eyes This is only a prelude for soon my passion will have you high The journey continues as my rose glides down your voluptuous body Teasing your neck and tingling your chin For sooner or later I know you will want me in. The place is now your breasts The caresses are gentle and focused Your nipples rise as I perfect my stride Over those mounds of joy you possess. As they stand erect giving salute to my attention Did I mention that the pleasures have only begun? How smooth and flat is thy stomach! What path of ecstasy does this way lead me! Oh your thighs! How my eyes light up and open wide My rose is coming to tease your surprise Like caramel pillars of pleasure they are The red trace neglects not these round delights Running all over your fortress is the honor of the red rhythm maker. It is confined to your surface I will now proceed inside You have been mesmerized by my rose For the results of my trace you cannot escape Dexter Humphrey