Mystery and Desire

This has been kicking around my head.

You are like a book written in a language I cannot read
foreign and unknowable
filled with the breadth of possibility
as only dreams can provide.

Your pages, scrawled with letters I do not recognize,
speak to me of stories I do not yet know
tell of places that I have not yet seen
whisper secrets I must unlock

Your binding smells of mystery and desire.

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Mystery and Desire

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