Trace

a hand can trace

a heart, some shapes

a lover's back,

a sleeping face

so unknowing, and so unsaid

could you tell if

someone instead

would trace

would trace

would trace

would trace

if i were gone, you would go on

of touch, and of taste

feelings too small to trace

in the warmth

of sun in your hair

in a doubt

you're not sure is there

you will trace

will trace

will trace

will trace

what i can't see is killing me

when feelings fade i will retrace

and i will stay with you

when feelings fade i will retrace

and i will stay with you all the time