when you look at me,
what do i tell you?
without speaking,
what do i say?
is there something about me
that seems so willing
to give myself away?
are my freckles like the stars,
a landmark for the lost
to trail my map with your hand?
do my eyes say more than i?
when mine connect yours
do you see a hunger inside?
what part of me gives you
the impression of ease?
i am more than you see.
