Published: Thursday, 13 October 2011 Written by Shekina Moise

I run through them,
One by One
And finger the pages,
With my thumb

My life is filled to the brim,
With books
Of all shapes and sizes,
Colours and surprises

Books about romance, revenge,
And crime
Yet each in their own way,
They shine

Books on shelves, and floor,
And bed
But still my appetite,
Is never fed

On topics as endless,
As time could be
When lost in a good book,
I feel free!

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