Sunday, 10 June 2018

which to pick



 as the night begins to settle, in all the corners of my space
which book should i choose, the read words my thoughts to lace?
in anticipation of a quiet eve
the wish be new stories for the upcoming week to weave...
and thus any book would do
for there be a huge pile unread, a purchase new.
and in the solitude of self , yet, partnered with the mind of many a writer
to pick up the first book, penned be a passionate share...the inviter,
a love story , a discovery of an erotic spirit
an unexpected journey travelled new wisdom to inherit.
and as my read begins....to 'climb' between the covers of the book
to swim between the words written deeper to look
for what most definitely will be found
is another persons imagination, to it, my mind body and subconscious surrendered and bound.

RB.
 



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