Read all the books
Read between the lines
Every word a trigger
A memory of what once was
We read all the books
We drew all the lines
And as we got bigger
Hearts still fixed on the past
They were the books
They might have drawn the lines
Love learns life with vigor
Life inhales, the fare, fast
She was the book
She was the line
Held my breath and digged her
To hold her hand I asked
I am the book. I am the line.
With eyes wide shut I seeked her
Wished that I could need her;
Loved that I could read her…
her name, her mind, her heart.
