So give me a call.

i'm not usually one to respond to crumpled up pieces of paper shoved into my pocket near closing time at a bar,
but something,
maybe the poem,
maybe the eyes,
maybe the hat, is making me write to you,
not a bit ashamed of doing so half an hour after i left you at...
i'm not going to say much so bear with me.
rarely do i find myself attracted to someone so instantaneously,
so hell, i'm not going to fight it.
you seem (upon first impression) like someone who is beautiful, interesting and magnetic and i would love to get to know you.
i don't know if you're interested in fun, flirtation or fulfillment but fuck,
i'm game to just get into your world.
so give me a call.