c u r i o u s

Tell me.

Everything.

And I will be fascinated

By every little word

That your slim lips

Whisper about.

Your scared eyes look puzzled.

Don’t be worried.

I am just greatly curious.

What were you doing ten years back?

What were you dreaming about?

Whose name were you crying for

When a devil took your whiteness apart?

What do you want to achieve?

Where do you plan to plant your roots?

Whose name you want to whisper

When you curl in your finally safe sheets?

“I wish I could see - your insides”

Tear you down piece by piece

And then, to sew you back.

Just for I would know everything.

Everything, everything, everything.

Your scared eyes look puzzled.

Don’t be worried, love.

I am just greatly curious.