Poems For Mr. Bang

The First

The first time I saw you
I found myself feeling warmth
It was because you smiled at a book
That you were reading
The calm you had was unfading
When you closed it 
I felt like I would be so happy
As to be a book whose pages you caress
And look at intently
Studying all that I had to share to you
And making your smile slowly widen as I
Reveal more and more of my secrets

Would you be able to read me like a book or would it not matter?

05.08.21