Read this book naked.

Print it on thick paper,

creamy and tempting.

Pour out fresh cream, strawberries,

plate warm bread, drizzle honey

to sop up the juices.

Feel your mouth water.

Wear nothing except the sun on your winter-hungry skin

or your lover’s taste still

ripe on your tongue.

Bite.  Drool red and white,

wipe your chin with your fingers and lick them

clean.

Eat your fill–

Read until you are not satisfied, but

panting, open, wild.

Begin there.

Just begin.

 

–from the first pages of Read This Book Naked