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.
Copyright © Kaye Locke | Year Posted 2012
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