#164) Objectification (of the Object of My Affection)

I like my women like I like my books.
They should be complex, engrossing,
tending more toward the thick
rather than too thin.
They need to be deep, intriguing,
so as to hold my interest for a long time,
to challenge my thinking,
expand me and not just entertain.
I love to trace my finger down the spine
then open the woman/book wide
and breathe in the scent.
And, of course, they both need to be
bound in leather.

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