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I taste old book on my tongue & feel it on my lips.
I wonder if your lips taste of book. A book that seems full of mystery, intrique, and temptation. Opened before me in front of the fireplace you are new & exciting. With moisten fingertips I turn the page. Slowly I read my way to the middle of the book, mouthing every sentence. You feel cool & soft next to my skin. I think about sliding my bookmark between your pages,as I run my fingers down your spine. i finish reading you. Gently I lay you down in front of the fire I sleep. |
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Clever!
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Oooooh....Nicely done...
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I taste old book on my tongue & feel it on my lips. I wonder if your lips taste of book. A book that seems full of mystery, intrique, and temptation. Opened before me in front of the fireplace you are new & exciting. With moisten fingertips I turn the page. Slowly I read my way to the middle of the book, mouthing every sentence. You feel cool & soft next to my skin. I think about sliding my bookmark between your pages,as I run my fingers down your spine. i finish reading you. Gently I lay you down in front of the fire I sleep. Magnificent.. |
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I taste old book on my tongue & feel it on my lips. I wonder if your lips taste of book. A book that seems full of mystery, intrique, and temptation. Opened before me in front of the fireplace you are new & exciting. With moisten fingertips I turn the page. Slowly I read my way to the middle of the book, mouthing every sentence. You feel cool & soft next to my skin. I think about sliding my bookmark between your pages,as I run my fingers down your spine. i finish reading you. Gently I lay you down in front of the fire I sleep. Magnificent.. I cannot wait for your permission, I do hope you will not mind.. Speed Reading Your read so implicit, bound and dogeared, pages devoured Flames heated seared. Ignited as passion. Interpreted layers. This book to be read, again, through the ages. Yes, the smell of a book a favorite of mine. Needs to be read, again slower this time. Raine Les 7/25/2009 |
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I taste old book on my tongue & feel it on my lips. I wonder if your lips taste of book. A book that seems full of mystery, intrique, and temptation. Opened before me in front of the fireplace you are new & exciting. With moisten fingertips I turn the page. Slowly I read my way to the middle of the book, mouthing every sentence. You feel cool & soft next to my skin. I think about sliding my bookmark between your pages,as I run my fingers down your spine. i finish reading you. Gently I lay you down in front of the fire I sleep. Magnificent.. I cannot wait for your permission, I do hope you will not mind.. Speed Reading Your read so implicit, bound and dogeared, pages devoured Flames heated seared. Ignited as passion. Interpreted layers. This book to be read, again, through the ages. Yes, the smell of a book a favorite of mine. Needs to be read, again slower this time. Raine Les 7/25/2009
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Good job...
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I wrote it aboutand for a bookworm I know. She liked it.
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