lay out your map to me unfolded, unrolled, exposed
i'll climb your high mountains all the bumps, the rise and fall
i'll swim thru your ocean thru quiescent bodies of water thru unrelenting waves
my fingers, they'd venture thru lands, unsullied and thru those, besmirched
this is a metaphor comparing a map to the exploration of your partner's body and soul. but u can have your own interpretation. 😊 this is poetry, anyway.