I met him between my open books and his closed curtains
The world shutting out and our story unfolding in
His deep breaths in my skin as I flipped through the pages,
his lips making way through the dark secrets hid every word.
Engulfed in the ease of his touch,
his attempts to fathom the enigma, buried deep within the volumes of fiction.
His warmth taking over the cold barricades,
exploring the rhymes of the muse.
I was drowning in the pool of desire, loosing myself in his tune.
He found his heart in my scribbled sheets, inked with my tales.
Nothing is as soothing as Love.
19 thoughts on “The Reader”
YOU HAD ME AT CAT… You are doing a good work… LOVE…
Thank you Forrest. 🙂
I love how you make the emotions shine out in the words, your don’t just read how your feel, your feel the feelings. Well written ☺️
Thank you Simon. I am glad you like it. 🙂
I did it was very good ☺️
Good one Steffi….hot and sweet…..:)
Haha. Thanks Anindya. Glad you like it. 🙂
Your sure know how to set things rolling with your words, Steffi! wonderful!
Well I guess. 🙂 Thank you for liking my work.
you are welcome 🙂
I was captivated from the first line! You certainly have a beautiful way with words.
Ah that means a lot Kelsey. Thanks for liking my work. 🙂
Awesome writing! I’m totally impressed!
Thank you Lisa. 🙂