Give me

beloved
a map for the landscape
between hip and hip

I can travel on my own
and stop here and there
and enjoy the scenery
imbibe the airs

But if my travels
in your secret land
are to be more than
random ramblings

I need a map,
a chartered surveyor's
knowing eye
must show
the bare truth

of that hidden country
between hip and hip
between thigh and thigh
between earth and sky
and show
the suitable landing space
for all of us
of you and I