Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Paging through, by Wayne Breckenridge III



Every time I see you, you’re always new.
You can speak all languages too.
When I’m with you, my adventures never stop.
Cover to cover, you’re so full of mystery.
Every time we talk I always find something new.
You are the thing I always turn to.
You are a book.


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