Paperback Lover

I want to feel the crunchy paperback
Underneath my sensitive fingertips,


I want to feel the lushness of it, 
Ravage and roam my hands all over it,


I want to read until my eyes
Droop, kneel and beg,


I want to explore the contours
Of love, rage and jealousy,


A lost bride, a cold blooded murder
A prodigal son, anything with fervor,


I want my mind to concoct
Places, lives and love,


A summer Romance with a partner,
Who shall willingly submit to my eye’s bidding!


No man is a match for it
I meant the ever-attractive books.

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