Lust, Ecstasies, And Escapades

Today, I let my fingers roam aimlessly on your naked body,

(I know you won't object; I do not lust you, I love you-)

My fingers climb the mountains, that are your breasts.

They roam freely on your belly, which resembles a plateau

Sometimes catching its breath on that navel of yours

Taking a skinny dip within your vagina, an ocean of emotions and pain

And births-

My fingers trace the curvature of your buttock, 

A smooth highway to lust, ecstasies, and escapades

(You're a recipe for a disaster and I want to be your perfect seasoning-)

Finally, my tired fingers play around your pretty face

I realize, your lips hide a rollercoaster of kisses and partings

I try to grasp the wholeness, the contour, the beauty

To preserve it, forever-

You are the whole planet compressed into one being,

Today, I let my fingers roam aimlessly on your bare body

Like there's no tomorrow.