Your eyes speak volumes

it is my book you want to read

I invite you to open me

to flip through my pages

take your fingers and follow my words

You dive right in me

reading me line for line

digging deeper in to my plot

Captivated by the motive

consumed by my story

a mystical rhythm that keeps you wanting more

As you throughly read my last chapter

you notice my bind is coming loose

you quicken your pace

like a mad man who can't stop reading

My story is completed

you close me up and put me away

another book has left you hungry for more.

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vipervenomnu's picture

great extended metaphor. you can tell it's an earlier poem. You got better.