A gentle push and a swift pull
A hasty shove and ta-da!
My secret fort: a silent get away
My cozy hideout lays right here.
A discreet smile graces my lips,
As feel of déjà vu adorns me.
A baby step, then a giant leap,
There is no going back now!
The delicate books lay to my fore,
Century-old tales confined within.
The ol' n frayed novels entice me,
Dear diaries, still grieving for him.
A permanent grin adorns my lips,
As further in the homey-room I go.
The mighty athenaeum captives me,
And yet a smirk still cites my lips.
An alluring fragrance fills my senses,
A gentle shiver descends my spine.
I feel my limbs buckle, my heat accelerate,
And a breathy moan escapes my lips.
The fragrance dominates my mind,
My consciousness slowly fades,
A buzzy feeling invades my body,
As I am high, high on biblichor.......
2021.01.28
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Eutony
PoesíaA collection of poems from an introvert's point of view . . . . **As for the title, I really liked the word (which means pleasantness of a word's sound)**
