I want to know

I want to know the titles of the books you read,

the music you're listening to when you fall asleep

I would like to hear the silly things spoken when you're tipsy

and I want to know all the passing thoughts you've thought of me

your sweet, intense eyes say so much

sensing the longing in you, I attempt to reach you

"I'm not afraid" you say

So then, Aquarius, what keeps you away?

I want to know your favorite get-away place

the person you reach out to when you wanna hide your face

I would like to learn what your touch feels like

and I want to know what compelled you to ask permission to kiss my cheek tonight