Curiosity Is Love

I sit and wonder why there is no hello and no good-bye No kiss or hug to fill my day Just images to paint my way. I'm curious to how you think How you skate in your own rink. How you move and dance and sing How you breathe in fall and spring. Tic tic toc throughout the day How are you? Are you ok? What are you dreaming in that mind? Are you mad or feeling kind? I can feel you without your touch. I can hear you reaching out. A desire that is cosmic Mirrored images no doubt. I see you in my dreams Somehow that's strange to me I don't know quite how to feel Like being lost at sea. Maybe our paths will cross again Hopefully one day soon. Curiosity is love to me Your soul makes me swoon. (by Kristen Bruni)