Smell of an old Book
Smell Of An Old Book
Pages turn yellow.
Black ink at work.
Your mind is thinking.
Solitude sky shines many.
Exhale poetry.
Words written yesterday.
Turn each page.
Fall slumber, away.
Shadowy eyes a haze.
Smell of an old book fades.
The love of reading.
Someone else's story.
Another chapter ages.
Clean air after the rain, to memories.
A poet to paper.
Rain in the mud makes a foot print.
I’m just writing you a letter.
I wish you were near.
So much time lost.
Smell of an old book.
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