Release
my story, I am bound.
Hold me firm,
I won’t make a sound,
I won’t make a sound,
Taste from my literate,
Help me break these vowels.
Come between my pages,
Find pleasure in this tale,
No matter the hour.
My plot is in your hands,
No matter the hour.My plot is in your hands,
It is yours to devour.
Let your eyes speak to me,
As they plunder and scour
Patiently I wait,
Your logophilic flower.
As they plunder and scour
Patiently I wait,
Your logophilic flower.
~ Ebony
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