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Mike Waller Poem
OPEN BOOK
I want to read her..
From front to back...
From up to down...
From cover to cover...
I want to read her.....
I want to read her eyes.
While I discover every thought in her intellectual mind..
I want to read her soul....
Embodying her copiously,
Substantially...
Gratefully.
I want to read her heart..
Guessing, and studying, every chapter...
Caressing every piece of her...
Reading between every line..
Carefully defined,
Designed,
In a divine plan.
I want to read her with suspense...
Predicting, gauging, evaluating, what will succeed to happen next..
What we succeed in seeing...
As the thrill and excitement floods my entire being..
Beaming with energy,
Vibrating with the frequency...
Of love, and awe and wonder.
As I gaze into her...
I wonder if she's attempting to read me too.
Two of us, open as a book bent so far back, that it will never close...
Every secret disclosed...
Exposed..
In the rawness of the realness of her....
Reading her.....
Discovering her....
Glued to every page...
Eyes fixated on her lips...
Magnetized..
Hypnotized...
By the magnificent beauty of every word that she says..
The sound of her voice, allowing me to feel her thoughts in my head..
In my soul,..
In my mind..
I want to read her for the first time....
For the second time.....
Everytime....
I want to read her....
Cherish her...
Learn her....
Know her....
Appreciate her...
Desire her..
I desire to read her.....
I desire to read everything about her..
From front to back..
From cover to cover...
From inside out..
I have no doubt..
that I am reading the best chapters of my life..
In the book of her.
I can concur..
She is the best book, I have ever read..
Copyright © Mike Waller | Year Posted 2022
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