Curiosity

Curiosity May have killed the cat but it was only one of his lives, so I’d argue the juice may have been worth the squeeze. After all, what is there to live for if not the wonder of discovery — the jolt of acidic tartness on a willing tongue; toes on the ledge, dipping themselves toward infinity as a heart pounds against its slender ribcage; eyes meeting eyes for the first time, wondering what secrets may be revealed if both are brave enough to not look away.