by libby   Jul 30, 2006

Tease me tease me with
gloss and matte
bound and laminate
tiny numbers in corners and
flick flick flick i can't get enough

colors i'd never
think of, i never knew
all i can do is touch
their beaming texture

wanting to consume
consume every lovely adjective
savor every noun
chew on each verb until i
can't wring out more flavor

they promise to stay...
oh if only the world lived here


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