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I Am A Book.....Read Me
Read my eyes the words they speak
Passage of time things so unique.
They speak of past, future and of times today,
Look closer you can hear what they say.
Eyes have different pages, many chapters told,
And within each a different story unfolds.
There is pain written in some of the lines,
And also love capturing this heart of mine.
If you read the stories you can touch the soul,
You can feel the dreams realize the goals.
Words speak in a book that’s good,
The meaning is well understood.
I am a book with many, many, pages,
Taking life in different stages.
If you want to read this book that is me,
It’s in my eyes for you to see.
© Cynthia Clark
I feel like am losing it..
Falling in love with you is not a mistake..
But rather u gave me a hit..
Unconsciously I fell and you watched me..
Having my book in mind made me have sweet dreams rather than hate..
And now you want me to wake..
This book
brings me comfort
Helps to see me the night through
It's my
distraction, my quest
reading, to learn something new
I feel
the cover, smooth
like the texture of your skin
I run
my hand
down the spine to caress what's within
I open
so gently
the pages with the hope they'll impart
The guide
to my true love
and how I may win her heart
I read
each page
all the lines and in between
I find
only you because
that's where my mind has been
Sweet Dreams
______________________________________
Sweet dreams my love as you slip away
In sleep you lay, warm in your bed
My dearest love, the book you read lies nestled near your head
The story will unfold as you drift away am sure
In your dreams upon a cloud of fluffy white
You’ll sleep my sweet one, through the night
Your soul will take to flite in words that run through your mind, taking you far from me into that night
But in the morning, my heart will beat once more with sweet delight with your reassuring look into my eyes
You bring me close to you and let me know it’s all right
That story that she reads, is the story of the life we had so long ago in time
It’s the story of our love, which will never end!
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The writer is a nondescript person
Living a life simple and plain
Yet the words within his books
Are filled with passion and pain
In Estelle's dreams, his stories
Come vividly to life
And though she knows him not at all
She'd love to be his wife
the beauty of french words on the page
the sound of them to her ear as she read
lulled her off to a distant place and time
caressed by satin sheets and cumulus clouds
How could I
have fallen asleep
book in hand?
Final exam
is in four hours.
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I Am A Book.....Read Me
Read my eyes the words they speak
Passage of time things so unique.
They speak of past, future and of times today,
Look closer you can hear what they say.
Eyes have different pages, many chapters told,
And within each a different story unfolds.
There is pain written in some of the lines,
And also love capturing this heart of mine.
If you read the stories you can touch the soul,
You can feel the dreams realize the goals.
Words speak in a book that’s good,
The meaning is well understood.
I am a book with many, many, pages,
Taking life in different stages.
If you want to read this book that is me,
It’s in my eyes for you to see.
© Cynthia Clark
I feel like am losing it..
Falling in love with you is not a mistake..
But rather u gave me a hit..
Unconsciously I fell and you watched me..
Having my book in mind made me have sweet dreams rather than hate..
And now you want me to wake..
This book
brings me comfort
Helps to see me the night through
It's my
distraction, my quest
reading, to learn something new
I feel
the cover, smooth
like the texture of your skin
I run
my hand
down the spine to caress what's within
I open
so gently
the pages with the hope they'll impart
The guide
to my true love
and how I may win her heart
I read
each page
all the lines and in between
I find
only you because
that's where my mind has been
Sweet Dreams
______________________________________
Sweet dreams my love as you slip away
In sleep you lay, warm in your bed
My dearest love, the book you read lies nestled near your head
The story will unfold as you drift away am sure
In your dreams upon a cloud of fluffy white
You’ll sleep my sweet one, through the night
Your soul will take to flite in words that run through your mind, taking you far from me into that night
But in the morning, my heart will beat once more with sweet delight with your reassuring look into my eyes
You bring me close to you and let me know it’s all right
That story that she reads, is the story of the life we had so long ago in time
It’s the story of our love, which will never end!
����0��10 U�{Vg�f
The writer is a nondescript person
Living a life simple and plain
Yet the words within his books
Are filled with passion and pain
In Estelle's dreams, his stories
Come vividly to life
And though she knows him not at all
She'd love to be his wife
the beauty of french words on the page
the sound of them to her ear as she read
lulled her off to a distant place and time
caressed by satin sheets and cumulus clouds
How could I
have fallen asleep
book in hand?
Final exam
is in four hours.