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Dear Elizabeth,

This is the hardest letter I've written
And I'm writing it to you, not to who you're with;
So, I hope this effort to write would've smitten
You with an impulse of truth and affection;
Bear with me and take the my blotches and faults
For love which has found a misdirection,
Because I'm too coy to be one who exalts.

If an ordinary picture is worth words
Of a nominate figure in the thousands,
Then an envision of your face has worths
Of something amongst billions and arousing,
Because such beauty cannot be denied;
From a smile that touches when I am brokenhearted,
I lied in my bed and became a man who cried
Thinking of that lovely discourse we could've started.

I don't know much about you;
I know that I am intrigued and touched;
To become acquainted, I'm willing to do
What I can, But I know it's not much;
I'll set aside time and cancel plans
Just to get to know such a woman so nice;
Perhaps, over lunch, dinner, or with a dance,
I would make changes for an event long or concise.

There can be truth in saying you have a man;
I am not going to try to compete;
Especially, if I cannot pay for you when he can;
Nothing I have, but having you'll make me complete;
There is nothing I can give or really do
To keep a lady with maintenance high;
It's clear to see that I cannot take care of you
When I can barely support me, myself, and I;

All I have to offer you THIS;
The T is for the time I cannot just give but share
Which makes each moment precious;
The H refers my heart that's been broken by a tear
From those whom used it, but still with it I learn to love;
The I addresses integrity which every man should show
To a lady who he adores as angel from the skies above;
This S signifies the sense to truly know
How to fill a woman with romance for being the lady she is;
It's not much but it's all I have to give;
I know that can far with THIS
Because it is all I need to live.

You've blinded even me with your beauty
And I'm flattered that you did,
But if a gentleman is too much of a duty
For you to consider being with,
Then please, Elizabeth, try to forgive me;
However, I am not sorry for what I said;
I apologize the manner in which I give thee
An explanation of how I feel about you instead.

Sicerely, Gerald L. Ingraham
If there is a man of decency and ease
Then through me, you have seen him;
May you correspond with me please?