Within the Inky Pages

The binding groans open And lets me in Plunging into the depths Of a cream colored world Scents of ancient tomes fills my soul And I’m addicted I need a fix I really need a fix And I inhale like I’ve never breathed before My eyes glaze over, and I’m g o n e Universes I never knew appear Black holes suck me in, Supernovas explode Stars dazzle my eyes As the words sprint across the page It stole my heart, it did I’ve never been in love like this before Running fingers over the inky pages Texture filling in the ridges of my fingerprints Flooding my identity Knowledge makes me Builds me up to take me down Into myself Over and over Inspiring new thoughts That I thought were new But really were hidden under The dusty covers If we save literature If we save books from censorship If we promote literacy We can save mankind And it’s history The bad and good Lessons learned and yet to be understood All the falls and tumbles Rises and stands All within the inky pages Held in my hand