The Book

Written by: Kaye Locke

Golden filigree font idly patterns the skin 
embracing the pages 
As softly as a mother 

Translucent, moon coloured, pages 
littered with emotion. 
And mystery. 

Pliable, soft to the touch, pages  
Turn silently, seducing  
quiet contemplation 

And oh, the end!  The end! 
That final page,
that final turn, 
triumphantly heralding
the sadness of a friendship finished.