To Read

To hold and to taste

There are pages

and there are chapters

My loves and lovers

And whilst I long

for one to stay forever

They seemed to come and go

But, since I found you

My desire to

devour each page

upon which your life is scribed

revealed with its joys and challenges

To note your gilt edged pages

to caress your cover in wonder

Then and only then

to hold the book of life in my hands

And, read until each page

is known by heart

As if my fingers

could trace your

form in braille

And my lips taste

the very essence

of your being