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curiosity
your curiosity
was a maybe at best
and so was mine
until my heart stretched further
overwhelmed by your impact
and by longing and desire
bouncing between joy and sadness
puzzled my senses
when our maybe’s didn’t transform
into a mutual yes
your heart not wanting to risk
reaching for mine
was safe with me
feeling you in my presence
nothing needed to happen
enjoying our gentle togetherness
was bliss
and with enough shared sensitivity between us
going slow our best option
with neither of us
good for a maybe
our tender encounter
might blossom into a beautiful friendship
maybe, just maybe