The Tour

The Tour

I took a tour once, seven days six nights.
Mountains, valleys, winding hillsides,
It reminded me of you.
When I lie next to you,
Touching you...kissing your body,
Your breasts are my mountains,
My lips climbing effortlessly to the top.
My hands sliding across your thighs to the
valley deep within...
The curves of your body move beneath me
like a French hillside.
The satin sheets are both our ocean and
our sky,
There we lie exploring all the world
we need to see,
All the world we need to know.
I took a tour once, but when I closed my
eyes I saw only you.