Think about me dear,
look through me
look straight through the darkness of my eyes
peel off the gloom that’s my face
and feel the allure of the pleasing smile you’ll unleash
let your eyes look into mine
let them pierce through my iris
allow them into the depths of my brains
and see for yourself
the never-stopping processes
of thought and idea churning
that lie beneath my silence.
There’s a lot of me for you to learn.
My dear sweet,
judgeth not a book by its cover
Judge me not by the look on my face