This book I see
It has a lot of lines
More than I have seen before
As empty as the moon
Whiter than white
And a scribble of two
Or even a word

The words talk to me saying read me
But then it turns back to white
Whiter than white again
All accept the lines on the pages
The only color I see
So blank like a desert
But then I find the end
This book I see has came to an end
So I see the color again