Written by Yang, to Blake.
I love that sly smile of yours,
As your eyes dart, back and forth
Across those pages of desire,
Alight and hungry with such fire.
Lifting, gently turning and searching,
Words devouring, mind besmirching;
Fingers dancing on paper corners,
Caressing flyleaves, teasing borders.
I watch, as your face betrays,
The plot, the characters, and their days;
Their mistakes, truly your brows do show,
And where they journey, you also go.
They fight, while meantime you make fists,
Make love in midst of your heavy sighs;
They cry below your rain of tears,
And as you feared... they also die.
I'm so intent on reading you,
Caught up, enraptured within your chapters,
I'm hooked, surprised, when locked our eyes,
And from your lips, undrafted laughter.
I blush, yet you invite me over,
I sit, relax, and rest my head,
That perfect spot on your right shoulder,
Our heartbeats sync at words unsaid.
"You know..." you speak, with coy inflection,
"This very book, I have another-
If romance is your predilection,
Feel free to grab it - it's in the cupboard."
"Thanks, I might..." my mouth replies,
But stops mid-sentence, and starts again;
I finger a "u" upon your thigh,
"But I hope this novel never ends..."
YOU ARE READING
RWBY: pOum
PoetryA collection of poetry based on each character of the series RWBY by Monty Oum. Each poem is written from a specific character's point of view within the canon story. Cover photo courtesy of Guardian Blade - https://aminoapps.com/c/infjsanctuary/pag...
