Curious

I want to know you.

I want to kiss every inch of you,

Touch every line,

every scar.

I want to weather the storm,

That is swirling in you mind,

Because I can see the lightening in your eyes,

And I can feel the thunder in every heart beat.

I want to know what hurts,

And what’s healing.

What’s broken,

And what’s mended together like a patchwork quilt.

I want to add my patch to your shoulder,

I want a page in your story.

A memory in a dusty file cabinet,

That you’ll find some day,

And smile at.

They say curiosity killed the cat,

And maybe it’ll kill me too,

But I wanna to know you.