Sex

My fingers found there calling
Geographers, mapping out the curves of your skin
My lips found exciting, kisses from you were sweeter than freebies
I wouldn't stop till we ran out of breath only for us to continue, like we never learnt our lessons.

I was taking and giving
You did same thing and there we were, brokering the best of deals ever in human history
And whenever the geographers struck goldmine
You moan could be translated to; yes, those are mine.

My eyes lost sight,
Only revealing pleasure
A story, only our bodies read,
and only our bodies told.