My words are expressive

My words are a clue

But when our eyes meet

There’s really no question about how I feel about you

You can read between the lines

Turn the pages of this book

The more I find out

The more I want to look

We all want a confidant

We all want trust

I’d like the opportunity

To reach out and show you… I must

Something tells me

We just might be the same way

Are we connecting on some level?

In what we both covertly convey?

Is this what draws me?

Knowing we have kindred spirits?

Is it real?

Or is it just appearance?

I’d like the chance to find out

I’d like to get to know you better

Spend time with me

This is my open letter

…

DCG