To hold a book between my fingertips,
to flick the pages and read between lines.
Interpret or inspect the writers impressions,
determine my own within my own mind.
The beautiful words that I may read,
when delving into a philosophical book.
Likewise the humour I may come across,
fills me up with joy and laughter inside.
Romance novels that leave me in love,
that I may fall in love with a character.
Suspense that leaves me hanging high,
that I can't put the book down to sleep.
Fantasy that takes my mind far away,
in a place where magic is all too real.
Horror filled pages that keep me awake,
but leave me thrilled and alive again.
Many a book can leave a deep imprint,
into the mind of a devoted reader.
Read and analyze this poem I write,
about the world of a advanced mind.











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