That Coffee and Page Smell

Nervous fingers trace the spine.

Surely, this will lead near to divine

New tales of adventures to behold.

We shall journey until warm embraces us enfold.

There we all grasp 365 perfectly empty pages,

Patiently there to be filled through all stages.

Like freshly ground coffee and brand new books,

The scent of the future has me hooked.

The dedication of this story will be to me,

As she has awaited her spotlight with a hint of envy.

Empty promises long forgotten, slowly arose

Gratitude goes to the light of love they so chose.

Gleeful souls, all welcome to join this caravan,

All in search of horizons to expand.


Β© Bianca Greyvenstein

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