The S T O R Y

Fine supple leather

That binds the page

Sprinkled with various

Tones of stage..

Step into the fire

Of a perilous hue
One starting the dance

Of a world brand new

Colorful characters

Villains and fools

Love sick peddlers

Bending the rules -

Play voyeur and friend

Or castrating spy

Flip each page like a day

With an eager set eye

Lose yourself for a minute

Or day

Or year...

And regret n o t the time

You have spent well here.