I want to know you,
Trace the cracks on the wall you face,
When the sun tucks away in the west.
Know how you scream at the sight of a spider,
The sound of your whisper in the midst of a blackout,
Hear that gasp escaping, when you touch a slimy slug.
To marvel at your high pitch squeal,
When a jelly comb gets stuck in your hair.
Hear that groan when the morning shower is too cold.
Learn what food makes your face light up,
The flavors of pinpop that leaves you gigley,
Know what tickles you funny bone.
What is the color of your favorite shampoo?
Candles, cream or red?
Table mat, checked or flowered?
Who is you favorite author?
Holiday, Backpack or duffel bag?
Drink, Randy or Modest?
When was your last dental check?
Hero, Marvel or DC?
Music, String or Percussion?
I want to know everything,
The Why and the when,
The where and the how.
Script n Ryhme