
You would be that book that I would savor.
The cover only hinting at the contents.
My curiosity aroused
by the suggestion of what lay inside.
My attention would be held from those first moments.
A word
a description
would catch my eye
and get me thinking that this was no ordinary book.
Neither formulaic nor predictable,
but rather something unique
and rare.
Something I had searched for,
certain I would know it if I found it.
Modestly bound,
this book would be full of depth.
unmet fire, and promise.
Feeling the connection deep within,
I would pore over each page
keenly,
my fingers sliding along text and image
the heat rising along each curve
my pulse beginning to race
as my imagination began to flare.
The story touching me,
arousing me,
inducing me to read well into the night.
Ravenous for every word.
Enthralled with my discovery.
But though I would be impatient to reach the end
I would restrain myself from glancing at the last page.
Knowing that the journey through those pages,
reading every line
knowing every chapter
would be worth it.
To know the story,
to know the man
in his entirety.
:
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Tumblr; original provenance unknown
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