Your body's the landscape I want to explore
My fingers the scouts that I send to learn more

My eyes will be with them wherever they roam
My tongue needs to follow and lead them to home

I will start at the bottom, lightly touching your toes
Then I'll trail to your calf, just to see where it goes

Slowly travelling up through the back of your knee
See my fingertips climb to the roundness I see

Two soft hills that I touch are the nicest I've seen
And my tongue slowly traces the depth in between

Send my fingertips up, let them follow your spine
Drifting sideways to find that it all feels so fine

Barely touching your skin, to your shoulders I go
And then meet in the middle, diving under the flow

Of your raven black hair, use my fingers to brush
Out the tangles to make it look even more lush

Then I softly explore every part of your face
Every spot and each line, every wrinkle I trace

I will kiss every inch of it my lips can reach
The sweet taste of your lips almost makes me lose speech

And my tongue seeks out yours in a frenzy of lust
That I have to cut short, for I know that I must

Keep on moving my fingers, there is no time to hover
There are many more places I need to discover

So I signal my fingertips, tell them to go
From your cheeks to your jaw and then softly below

'long the line of your neck to your shoulders, then start
back again to the middle, feel the beat of your heart

As my fingers climb hills, touching only with tips
I can feel you respond when my tongue and my lips

Start to play with your nipples, make them harder than stone
As I nibble and suck them, you're starting to moan

Slowly I keep on moving, kissing every spot
Til I reach those soft curls, just above where it's hot

There I linger, enjoying the wonderful scent
Of arousal that tells me, I'm nearing the end

Only one place to go now, with my lips upon lips
When my fingertips join, you start moving your hips

As I'm probing the folds, slipping deeper inside
With my tongue I uncover the treasure your hide

As my fingers and tongue keep on feeding the fire
The pressure inside you grows higher and higher

When you're hit by the climax, and you open the sluice
I shall taste every drop of your nectar, your juice

Then you'll lie in my arms and I'll let you recover
Til the next time that we will explore and discover