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Nov 2017
When you look at “me”
What do you see?
Do you see my smile?
The one meant to razzle-dazzle and beguile?

The one which like the sun,
Is so warm, so inviting
But deadly enough to leave you blind
Ag my dear go ahead, look away!
Save your eyes for yet another day.

When you look at “me”
What else do you see?
Is it my charm?
Careful now, that can also harm


For, like a lake you skimmed my surface
Skimmed it and just stopped there
To look any further you didn’t dare
Why? Is it really such a scare?
Or do you simply not care?

Now you know that calm exteriors
Don’t make for tranquil interiors
No different than a volcano
People erupt from within

The next time you look at me
I do hope you see:
The shyness
The fear
All the insecurities.
But most of all
Genuine happiness
As I smile at you with my eyes
Patricia Mapipi Julieyvna
Written by
Patricia Mapipi Julieyvna  27/F/South Africa
(27/F/South Africa)   
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