I am curious

I am curious as curious as touching           myself under my bed cover while imagining you slithering back and forth on top of me.

I am curious as much as dipping my naked body in a sub-zero river to check if my temperature ascents or descents slower or faster, it depends or if it sidetracks.

I am curious about many things around me and I imagine all of them as equally fascinating including my body.

I am curious like there’s no such a thing as obscenity in me. I am curious in ways unimaginable and my head is where I keep them all intact. 

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