Observation of Analysis

Most pensive are her eyes 

which stare through words to perceive

meanings and themes

in motifs, metaphors,

in alliteration.

The turn of the page;

unable to resist her

touch as they roll and fold between finger and thumb.

Grazing the language

once scribbled, scrawled now printed

with dark arrows of analysis

annotations of volta, couplets

of alliteration. 

The attraction is repetitive it seems, 

to knowledge, understanding and the mere articulation

of the vowels and consonants in alliteration.

The true motivation and thoughts of

an author, poet or playwright are unknown,

but we long to know...

What made them write of love,

of attraction,

of secret emotions?

What made them douse and disguise meaning with alliteration?