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The Book

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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/1/2014 11:51:00 PM
Yes, a books our best friends. And friendship with book never ends. M.K.
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Kaye Locke
Date: 8/7/2014 11:37:00 AM
Quite right, I love going back to the 'old favourites' for a reread! Best wishes, Kaye
Date: 7/19/2012 5:06:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your poem, Kaye. I am an avid reader so I can relate to your words. I especially like the way you ended it. Love, Kim
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