Curiosity (for the dude that’s wants to know how my curiosity was cured)

Curiosity is:
This adamant desire to know his art
Just to see what lies between the pages of his poetry book
Who cares about the circumstances?
Allow me to be apart of this beautiful painting if only for one night
Just to feel your hand in mine
To know that for that moment your significant other has allowed me this time
…Knowingly, or unknowingly

Curiosity is:
Intimate words spoken in the depths of our solitude
Our quiet advances, detaching him and I from the world around us
Knowing that with every word spoken, we only draw closer
Like poetry, his words move my spirit
Curiosity is:
Eyes locked as silence falls
The feel of his lips against mine
The closer I get to you
The faster my heart beats against time

Curiosity is:
The feel of his arms around my waist pulling me closer
Fingertips trailing down my spine
Chills with every touch and grip
The feel of your tong against mine

Curiosity is:
The connection that is indescribable
The chemistry of our bodies when we touch
Wanting to explore the unthinkable
This is Beautiful lust

Curiosity is:
The end of the night
The kiss goodbye
The thoughts that linger
And wont leave my mind
As he runs back to her and I to him
Can’t help but wonder
When we’ll do this again.

This. Is. Curiosity. At. Its. Best.