Much Ado About You
Hyacinths bloom around
These leather-bound pages.
New books, old floorboards,
Alternative trees.
The heady, balmy scent of
You is here in this bookshop:
Clean-cut dew on magnolia,
Spices and amber sap…
I recognise it on the threshold.
Two floors turned into a
Labyrinth of literature and
You are everywhere I turn.
Shelf upon towering shelf of
Permanent words, and
You can recite my favourites.
Printed pages kiss curious hands
As pages flicker, turning quicker,
And whisper you into the room.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2018
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