Curiousity Is Love
As I sit and wonder why
There's 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?
Watcha thinking in the mind?
You feeling mad or feeling kind?
I can feel you without touch
Somehow that's strange to me
I don't know quite how to feel
Like being lost at sea.
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