Library
The smell
that's the first thing
it's the aroma of eternity
and every love and hate within
The visual
every size
the thick and thin of every era
lined up and cross-referenced
The texture
traveling through the ages
by the stroking of different makes
The lives
of all that were, are, and imagined
flipping through my fingers
and I bring it all home
to visit with me
and return it
to visit with you
We time-travel together
companions that will never meet
April 23, 2016
Image: The Kansas City Public Library, used without permission, with no credit taken, no profit made, and no offense intended.
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