I Believe

"You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this."
-Henry David Thoreau

Big Smile

"Don't take life seriously because you can't come out of it alive."
-Warren Miller

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Why I love Books

Best Seller

I waited
patiently waited
breathing….knowing

I felt you sliding…gliding
I bent my spine arched my column
contoured a message sublime

minal~ly visual….here…here
I am….i…am…here
slide your fingers along the ridges upon my

spine…gently…fingering…letters
embossed with a title to your
taste….exhale…for you’ve

found…just what you want…slowly
curl your pointer around the edge…the…
valley that bindz me together and

pull…not so hard…tug
softly…so as not to damage
this perfectly packaged portion seasoned

pleasing to your appetite…place
your palm across my thick cover…press…
press and feel my texture upon the ridges

of your finger…tip…trace me…draw
me in…graze me against the flesh
of your bottom lip as you in~

hale as I beathe…stay here a
moment…savour…delight…don’t
rush. time has closed it’s eyes

to allow stillness to rest upon this place
our breath…now feel the hard
edge…move over and inch and

notice the fresh tender smooth in
side…now open easy…secure
open…smooth…breath in

and exhale when you see the autograph
in permanent ink Imprinted just for you…
your…name…here

i whisper…now choose your font...i won’t
mind…color me…lick your
finger and turn me…pull me

back…me close…my….close
get a tight grip…I have one
or two with many in

the middle…get lost in me
where~ever you want to go…I’ll take you there…
this is your treasure chest…your island

dock ..tie up…and rest…
don’t put me down…
mark me…don’t dog me unless its

style rather than habit…
eat every word whispered in
your ear…hear this reverberation

in your veins pulsating it’s rhythm
race if you want but
you might miss the extra~

ordinary ending…we don’t
want that
are you done…I am…almost

your eyes have feasted…you have
felt…I have quenched your thirst…your breath
allowed life to be real~eased from me

to you…you’ve entered my world
and left your finger
print upon my pages…you’ve touched me

as I have touched you…so i
thank you…thank you
thank you for



in~joy~ing my little brown book
pleasures all mine…come…
back any time…






Penned by moni(smoke)…ashe’

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