‘Tis Time To re-Kindle Your Love

As I Held The Slim Little Book
And Ran A Finger Over Her Spine
Her Pages Quivered With The Gentle Breeze
And I Read The Opening Line
It Beckoned Me To Read On
I Felt The Warm Blood Rush
What Was It That I’d Just Felt,
Was It The First Crush?
She And I Have Spent Warm Nights
She Goes By Different Names
Different People Have Authored Her
And With My Mind, She Has Played Games
She Belongs To None, And To Everyone
She May Belong To Any Genre
To Hold Her By The Waist All Night
Is A Privilege And An Honour!

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