A wonderful book, which I started to read
From the start I was lured and becoming a need
At night I was tranced, with my eyes on each page
It felt like the story, was played out on stage
A romancing novel, I don't normally choose
But after a few pages, I couldn't refuse
The main characters, which I could relate
Who only just met and agreed on a date
Dinner was booked, a classy restaurant
He dressed in a suit, and she dressed to flaunt
Buying her a rose, which was placed in between
And a candle was lit, that now set the scene
From here it went on, each paragraph would flow
Becoming so fixed, the more I would know
My fingers were eager, for each page to turn
And the more that I read, the more I would yearn
Although this story, is not written in words
It's just all expressions, that's made and observed
Because this is the story, of me and my wife
Each paragraph written, a part of our life
It was the cover, which first caught my eye
Then reading her thoughts, with mine I'd reply
A book about love and one of a kind...
As it was all written, from reading her mind
