Your letters paint the Sistine chapel of my dreams
Your syllables are replicated by the melody of my pulse
Your name tastes so good in my mouth I want to have every flavour
Every sample
Of you
I want to draw a map of your soul and discover the unseen land
Swim through you
Climb up on you
Dig beneath you
I want to meet your center
And oh god
I would die to see me standing there