A new book smells of hope,
all the tales it could evoke,
the emotions they may provoke.
It sings of lands
where the sun swings
through the air
in a playful dance
and the moon that joins in
to put on a majestic performance.
A delicate scent of fallen leaves
brings you to your knees
when the pages open in the breeze.
A new book
holds its promise
in bound covers.
It could bring memories
of that summer
where your heart
soared through the sky,
or the winter
that tears wouldn't stop
falling from tired eyes.
It holds secrets inside.
Messages told to unknowing lovers,
that hide themselves
through inconspicuous lines,
to be found
by only the right pair
of eyes.
A new book speaks in tones
that reach inside your skin
and sink into your bones,
nourishing them.
Sharing stories
that give your heart
a home from home.
The words are the building blocks
of a whole new world,
just for you to connect
and build
however you want
the lands to unfurl.
A new book smells
of cinnamon and marzipan,
chocolate dusting
on a sweetened roll
filled with
strawberry jam.
It can spark memories
that haven't been stirred
in half a lifetime.
It can hurt from time to time,
but the words will rebuild the walls
before you reach the final line.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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