I know your curves.
I learned them the best way possible.
by touch and by taste.
with time and with hunger.
deliberate and slow.
swift and sure.
I mapped the contours of your body with intent and your curves remember me well; strong hands and parted lips left landmarks.
I left my poetry between your thighs and my scent upon your skin.
you are known, but not discovered; there are secrets left in the cleft of your thighs, and the rising rhythm of your breathe.
I know your curves.
But I want to know them better.