Slide left
Slide right
slide, slide
Past the narrative
the characters
the mysteries that they hide.
This one’s not handsome
not pretty
not fair
There’s nothing to do
except read what’s there.
Pages and Pages
of letters, grammar, and drama
(And for the faint of heart, Oxford Commas.)
I’ve not much time to find what I need.
Books that take hours, Lord hours to read.
I want pleasure and love,
fleeting though they may be.
Please, please, please swipe on me!
Wait?
They’d have to read my bio? My face?
What I like, dislike?
My favorite place?
Don’t be quick, don’t be rash.
Read more than just that.
For I’ve had many lives
(No, I’m not a cat.)
Things I can tell you.
Things I can show.
So much about me you really should know.
Stop! This is not love’s way.
This cannot be it.
So, I think I’ll put my phone down a bit.
Close the app, not to nap,
but to spend a night
With a book, take a look
turn the pages right, right
Or left if you prefer.
By the shimmering light
Of a candle,
go bold – be old school
Be enchanted, be frightened
positively drool
Over villains, heroes
court jesters and fools
locations enchanting
scary
yet brimming with light
In a book, take a look
Curl up for a night
With a glass of wine
because it is still a date.
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