Once upom atime I was shy
That was the era of stealing glances
Then I got comfortable with being shy
Saying nothing and taking glances
I curved out a new occupation
I’d like to call it ‘freedom of observation’
My observation sparked your observation
And now there’s a sacred, silent communication
I have questions that can’t be answered by my imagination
And if you’ve got questions too, maybe this is preparation
Preparation for a much greater connection
A beautiful, natural, absorbing connection
Clear and true ,not a rehearsed presentation
Let me snap out of the future ,forget my expectation
And enjoy every single second of our silent communication

