Pleasures of the Page

Temptation of the eyes you rapturous letters

The whole world is open to all

Then again, other worlds as well

Pictures flowing off and dancing

Pixie pixels still and flat but fluttering

Yet, paradise in monochrome is never lost

Losing you is half the battle and all the pleasure

To take another’s heart in yours

Mind their manners well

Follow where they lead

From the depths of Sheol to the heights above

Like a mother with child, no many

Pleasures surround me day by day

Night by night some follow me

Resting upon my breast

Holding them till I see no more

Published by Word Slaw 3/2009 -

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