Why are you not talking to me? <br />I hold treasures just come and see <br />Come rustle my pages <br />The knowledge I hold spans ages. <br /> <br />Look at my jacket <br />It’s art at its best <br />I’m dressed to seduce <br />Come set the wisdom on loose. <br /> <br />Feel my binding with your hand <br />It speaks of the bookbinders work grand. <br />Don’t fold my pages or give me dog-ears <br />My glory and my value it smears. <br /> <br />Here I am, a Book for you, <br />As a companion I hold vast value, <br />Cherish me and I’ll be your friend <br />Will make you wiser and set your insights on ascend. <br /> <br />When the night is long and cold <br />Curl up with me to listen to tales untold. <br />When there is nothing better to do <br />Come to me, we’ll talk, me and you. <br /> <br />(7 July 2006)<br /><br />.Pd. is here<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zzzzz-book-talk/
