I only wanna read what you write


It gets late and my mind races

Distasteful memories tend to displease me as I try to sleep

So I start to read

But I only wanna read what you write


What you write is the only thing that interests me

You’re a closed book waiting to be opened

A great book and nobody knows it but me

I want to be part of your story


Why you put a lock on yourself beats me

So instead I turn out the lights

And I try to sleep

But I just wanna read what you write

  • Author: E. Evergreen (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2019 01:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: I could read you all day...
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 18
  • User favorite of this poem: GON.
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  • Goldfinch60

    May your pages be filled with love.

    • Evergreen

      Thank you, yours as well.

    • dusk arising

      When you read more, may your dreams be rewarded.

    • BoxMyHeart

      Read what you love that feed your mind. No harm in having excellent taste and insight of opinion! 🙂

      • Evergreen

        Of course, thank you!

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