Many pages await,
thousands to touch,
many pleasures to explore,

I desire to savor each,
perfectly, written, planted,
my fingers caress softly,

feeling the smooth texture,
anticipating the words,
that I will eat with my mouth,

tasting the sweet juicy parts,
to escape inside your eden,
allow me to feel every line,

consumed, I cannot walk away,
desiring to see, taste, touch,
more, more, the plot thickens,

I am a slave, my will broken,
passionate stained words,
hold me, bind me, tighter,

Heavy my heart has become,
desperate for air, pains,
beating , thobing inside,

Upon my chest you rest,
till I catch a moments breath,
grasping you in my hands tightly,

I cannot stop, you have me,
bewildered, you are with me,
a part of me everyday,

Master of my thoughts,
as I lay in my hot bath,
gently I touch You,

Upon my cozy bed You sit,
slowly i begin to peel back the layers,
discovering more, intense,

Finally the last one,
empty, with no words,
left to my imagination,

allowing my thoughts shared,
this one is my favorite,
never to be placed upon a shelf.

You have all of me,
my mind cannot escape you,
You are my poetry...

nothing more could ever compare.