Candid Corvid Productions

When you look at me, it is like we are having a conversation that I am waiting and longing to hear.

There is no other place that I would rather be than with you in those moments.

“This is interesting…” as I tried to maintain eye contact and allowed myself to just observe and worked to be in the moment.

The frission was intense, though – hard to keep my cool!

You may think I know, but I don’t.

I just keep thinking that I am having chance encounters with a sranger.

Does that meant that I am “slow on the uptake?”

And maybe I respect people’s privacy too much – so I miss the obvious.

I like attention, too.

Please come through for me.

I need your ok to hold you.

Don’t be mad at me.

I am not trying to play hard to get.

I just need solid reassurances for proceeding.

I have never been able to negotiate this.

So I guess that I am fumbling -?

How would you like our attachment style to be, in public and in privacy?

I remember you.

We have met before.

So close we could almost touch.

Then you walk away or out the door.

How is it that you could be more shy than I am?

When around you, everything floods into my system.

Looking at you, my deepest instincts are drawn forward from hiding.

I tremble from the strength required to still maintain my camoflage.

It’s like your presence melts the field and it’s just you and me.

I can barely control my movements, so nervous I then become.

Have you noticed how I become more careful in my movement’s tracking?

No one has ever surged my internal tides like this.

So tell me now, my love…

Are you my tractor beam?

Are you wanting what I can give you?

With all of your heart?

Completely?

Will you stay true to me?

Because I want to learn how to give you everything.