Words Books and You

I pore over words as I would your body Slowly, taking it all in and reading between the lines And absorbing, every little facet and detail Getting the very most out of thing, that I see Laid out there right before me Appreciating the touch and the texture Paper is like skin to me, smooth, but creating electric Charges through my finger tips Yes sometimes when I read I move my lips And on you yes I would definitely kiss Aspects of you when I am in full flow Like a book, once I start I won't be able to stop Or put it down, the excitement is to profound I want images that staying my head Creating memories of being right there Feeling when I am at the end, exhausted And thinking, now what am I going to do? Read it again? Or find volume number two And hope it's as good as the first time that's the truth.