Between These Lines

My heart is like a book…
A myriad of parchment pages
Some very old and crumbling
The ink faded to pale, feathered marks
Like the skeletons of pressed leaves
Collected on walks through unknown lands

Turn the pages take my hand…
Follow twists and turns like a plotline
Angelic dreams and devilish desires
Feel the feelings that I have felt
As you peruse each ivory page
See blood and thunder in each beat

My heart is like a book…
An opus of tears and fears
Laughter and loving immortalized
Words, thoughts, my very essence
Chambered here inside forever
And open only to the intrepid reader

~ kei
scribbled 14 August 2011, reworked 16 October 2014

Woman In Book

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