Romance Novel

I want to walk

inside of you

in the corner shop

of crimson visions,

feel your fingers

squeeze my pages,

touching silky words

of lust, feeling my spine.

Taste my words

with wild imagination,

strip my covers

spread open my center.

Trace your breath

along my phrases,

digest my juices,

take my virginity.

Make me feel

used and abused.

Let me out

of closeted bookshelf

of bare and exposed

leather skinned essence.

Don’t leave me forlorn

alone in the dust

Open me up wide,

expose my inner core

to sensual possibilities.