A Cross Section Of My Book Shelves.

My Book Shelf Not The Person Mentioned In The Poem.

You'll Be Loss for words When You Don't Read.

Books Are Integral In Life

They crowd her shelves like edifice....

They crowd her windowsills, sideboards...

Neatly arranged like work of arts.......

Her mini library.....

Without books.....words will fail me ...I know that....

 

They are scattered on the floor....

They are randomly pushed under the settee......

Stacked on toilet tissue stand in the loo......

Lined neatly on the stairs......

There are books everywhere.....

 

Has this person read them?......I quizzed...

Yes! in affirmative....'why else would I have them?

So self assured ! .......

I'm feeling somehow handicapped....

For not reading enough as this person....

Me that reads two books every month....

Surprisingly felt intimidated in comparison....

 

She blew me away with her witty ways with words....

She has never been to university....

She is self-taught ... 

Poetry, science-fiction, romance, music, travel,law, biology books

All marked HAVE READ.....

 

Ah!... Welcome relief when I found....

Trashy novels where you can try unusual positions....

Ha ha ha !!! Sexy quirky independence....I'm thrilled....

Surely you can't be squeaky clean in life ......

Filthy mind is the spice of life.... 

 

Her flat is tiny....yet inviting and comfortable....

I'm in no rush to leave....

A singleton with bright and elite mind.....

A rarity.....

A gem.....

She is 34 yrs old.

My new mentor. 

 

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