opening the pages of a book
i am kissed with the passion of fiery adventure
offering me relief from my day
the pages envelope me in their protective embrace
assuring me i am safe
the words i read whisper promises of forever love
evaporating the worries of the real world
with a calming sensation running through my veins
and my limbs relaxed
i sink into a new land where the characters understand me
their empathy provides me with ease
our eyes meet and our souls connects
warm tingles crawl up my arm when i hold their hand
i tell them my story and they tell me theirs
a special bond is building
true love grows and i never want to let it go
even when the book ends
the love is still there
love is my comfort
reading is where i find it most
About the Creator
A. P. Cooper
I write. Point. Blank. Period. It’s what I know. It’s where I live. It’s who I am. So if you really want to get to know me, read what I write.
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