Look At Me

Look At Me

I know you think of me as a snake waiting to strike
But I have no teeth
and am covered with fur.

I know you think of me as a book easily taken off a shelf
But I am a rare first edition
and very few can see my worth.

I know you think me colored as winter red
but I am purple, each shade
pouring toward you.

I know you think of me as risk
But I am a stable plateau,
offering shade in the desert.

All I am
is wanting you
to think of me.

Ariel
Oct 24, 2013