Like lost travelers.

I'm on my way.
On the road to your hips.
My feet aren't tired, I can feel how I am floating.
From your nose to your waist.
I'm drawing my paradise through my fingerprints,
painting with my tongue every part of your skin.
Pale desert, cloudy sky, rainy day.
I wanna get lost all night long.
Noises on your bed, beasts on your pillow.
Lemme call you whenever I want...
Please, be my hero.
I've been going crazy these days, 
dancing on and on, spinning like a wheel.
You're giving me all I need.
Lemme be your personal traveler.
Call me curious cos of my desire of knowing every part of you.
Like a pirate looking for a treasure.
I won't need a map, just let me stare into your eyes.
What a view, what a sea.
Now it's the time.
Silence.
The show is about to begin.