Bookish…

I read.. stories I consume

I gloat over ideas, I savor

I inhale the perfume

I experience the flavors

Of tales wild and true

And outlandish fantasies

Textured, layered ideas I accrue

Vivid words my imagination seize

I take in books like a connoisseur

I feel them using every sense

Reading a book is a metaphor

For a transcendent experience

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I watch words as vivid scenes they conjure

I hear their noises and mellifluous tones

Their pleasant and odious odors I endure

I touch words- soft as silk or hard as bones

Books I read leave an aftertaste

Sweet, salty, sour, bitter- or a combination

Sometimes completely bland and chaste

Sometimes setting fire to my palate and imagination…

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Simply put, reading gives me pleasure profound

Deep in a book my salvation is found