I don't know what it is but there's something about you.
Is it your demure nature? The lack of destination? Adrift in the ocean as it were and taking the view.
A small kindling that slowly warms and draws me in.
I feel the hesitation when you're shy.
I can see the inquiry in your eyes.
On each occasion that we meet, a new breakthrough has been reached.
You intrigue me so, like an unexpected book in which one takes a chance to read. A new world, a new experience. Piece by piece, a story comes together. Word by word, it begins to fill a void.
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