I Could Tell You, But I Want You to Show Me [Your Face]

"But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
(Won't you) Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do"

"So look into my face my lovely
And remember just who you are
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do"

"I know where you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that surround you
`Cause I can look inside your head"


a shimmer, or glimmer, a twinkle perhaps.
found amongst a hippies stash.
backwards a bit, but forward perchance
dont hit the fast ahead quite yet
and the rewind's been long broken off
the right here and when now when
frothy eloquence wont satisfy me
i'm [almost] sure i could [not] make you [except for] by the eyes
glittering state or state of not
she is me and me is she front to back but minus the dash
and Dr. Suess has got this one wrapped up
just need to figure how to untie the bow
bury me should the God-forsaken moment come
if ever that card makes you think of me.
Culling my trove of diamonds and pearls