If I could read you like a book I’d read you from cover to cover. What would I find as each leaf turned over To find me more and more hooked?
Your expression the preface? Your walk the reference? Your thoughts - the appendix? You should copyright all these.
Your table of contents Your chapters and headings, Short stories or pretense, Or expression of longings.
Each page a blessing Reader and writer forever conjoined. Read/Writing without resting No writer’s block or pages deformed.
One page flying into another As the story of you unfolds. Could I be a footnoted lover With a love that remolds? Or perhaps the main character, One to gray and grow old?
Placing one hand on your spine While the other opens the divine. Oh if only I could read you like a book I’d read you from cover to cover
Memorize every line.
The are many meanings in this piece. Least of which are the feelings between two lovers or those evoked by a poem or a book. The most important meaning is that connection to the Devine that resides in each of us.