This’ the third and Final installment of poems on the Theme “It’s So Loud Inside my head with the Words I Never Said”. This’ The Story. Truly one of my favorite poems that I’ve ever written
I’ll admit I don’t read much,
But I was enslaved when I gazed at her Cover Page;
A page turner…
The way her literature seemed to pour out fame,
A fame of which, I was in poverty.
I was never an Avid reader but what can I say?
I was attracted by her novel-ty.
I was hooked by her hooks,
I fell victim to the plot,
I never thought her contents were so dangerous…
In her Abstract, I guess I never really thought.
For I assumed the role of Protagonist,
Not knowing that I was never a part of her cast.
I should have never walked into the library in the first place…
“Romance” has always been in the same place as “Fiction” in my past.
I couldn’t help but love the way she’d indent;
She was always ahead of every margin,
But everyday I had that same intent;
To just read one page;
Not knowing that everyday it was on Page 1 that I was starting.
Not knowing that it was my mind that was starving.
Not knowing that on her delicate pages my fingernails were carving…
I can’t bear to put her down,
I can’t bear to look away,
I can’t help but read between the lines of everything she wrote
Because I can’t help… that she wont speak the words to me that I want to hear her say… Fingertip to Tongue,
Fingertip to page.
If only I could speak what I write and write what I say,
I’d be writing this story with her.
I wouldn’t need to turn pages this way…
At times I wish I could glance at her back page,
Just maybe a little insight would help me understand her.
I keep coming up confused, no matter how many times I reflect.
I’m only a couple pages in,
yet I think I Love the way she speaks,
The way her lines flow from page to page…
I think I Love the way it leaks.
For she brings imagery to life…
Her charm is much more than just a theme.
And although the book is currently in my hand,
Caressing her spine is only a dream…
Idealized in my mind,
Her persona is supreme…
But the story of her in my life,
and in my heart…
Is the book I’ve never seen;
She’s my dream girl…
And she’ll never know….
©Addie P. Abbott