I took a word and hid it
somewhere sacred and safe
for your desire
to send you searching
build a home on my belly
roam northwards as you wish
take sadness from my lips
and settle back safely
journey east, then west
you'll find soft terrain both ways
trace every path with care
heal both our aches as you go
move softly along each curve
and when you've wandered enough
travel south for warmth
and rejoice between my thighs
© coldscars