we are books
page and pulp
parchment
penned
we are books
no sound, no movement
with out slight
of hand
cradled
emotion, coddled
character flawed
outlining
our life
in lies
in truth, in chapters torn
unfinished yet
marked
"touch long
the day with
your lips - touch long
the flowering
my fold"
we are books
we are pulp, paged
and penned
"so read my thought, so
voice my heart, you who know me"
books - you - i
"we are"
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012
our life
ReplyDeletein lies
in truth, in chapters torn
unfinished yet
marked ...ha love that...and the thought of us as books...perhaps all just wanting to be read in earnest at least once...
So true and beautifully spoken....I love every line of this Bkm!!
ReplyDeleteIt's beautiful!
ReplyDelete"so read my thought, so
voice my heart, you who know me"
sigh...........
This is for the mind, the eyes, the soul...
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