Below is the poem entitled The Book which was written by poet
Locke. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Golden filigree font idly patterns the skin
embracing the pages
As softly as a mother
Translucent, moon coloured, pages
littered with emotion.
Pliable, soft to the touch, pages
Turn silently, seducing
And oh, the end! The end!
That final page,
that final turn,
the sadness of a friendship finished.