On Books







Trailing fingers on ragged edges
breathing in your secret scent,
anticipating the treasure hidden
with hands trembling with excitement.

Waiting for the words to come
to ignite the senses and imagination,
transporting soul into another world
to see the world in a different light.

What secrets do you wish to share
with every twist and turn?
Your captivating words do ensnare
leaving me wanting and waiting for more.

Can’t wait to reach the end
the ride was well worth it,
fell in love then learned to hate
wished your story never had to end.
-©The Elusive Scribe 031714-


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