Body Language​


There’s not one inch of your skin I’m not crazy for,
but if one’s left untouched 
give me some time to explore.

Draw me a map on my skin, lead me to your treasure
There must be gold in your chest,
holding the secret of pleasure


My hands know their way around in these once foreign lands
I've learned the native tongue 
and speak your body language
Baby you taste so rich,
a strong currency
and when I taste your lips you’ve got my body moving

and dancing along
One drop has my heart pounding
to the beat of your drum


Breathe your song in my ear and dance with your hips
as I grip to your waist and
feel the heat of your lips

oh baby girl set the pace I won't fall behind
Your hair, my hands interlaced 
keeping me on this ride


My hands know their way around in these once foreign lands
I've learned the native tongue 
and speak your body language
Baby you taste so rich 
a strong currency
and when I taste your lips you’ve got my body moving

and dancing along
One drop has my heart pounding
to the beat of your drum

© 2019 Miki Ratsula