Smelling Books

[Keith]

Here's a poem I wrote about smelling books, because I like smelling books. They smell so good.


Smelling Books
Standing in the isle of a book store, sheltered between shelves, Nice opening I'm with you and good use of sonics
I slide a slick covered novel from its nesting place cozy among the others.
Smoothly, it slips into my palms.
I cradle it like a lost treasure in a dragon’s lair. not sure about dragon's it brings in fantasy
Slinking out of the prying eyes of passersby, I stroke the shiny cover
feeling the raised type of its title beneath my finger tips.

Slowly, gently, I open the book to its middle and eye the crease
where the pages join in the binding.
Peering in, I hesitate. Not yet, I tell myself.
Savor the flavor. I'm not sure this line is needed as flavour would be a lick
My thumbs run along the edge of the pages
and flick through them, creating book-scented wind. book scented wind feels a bit clumsy could be smoothed to make the moment more precious

That’s it, I tell myself, practically drooling
all over the unsullied pages.
It’s time.
Forcing the book open to that middle once again,
I dive into its dark crevice, inhaling deeply.
The earthy, musty scent washes over my body.
Goose flesh raises the hairs on my arms.
Getting my fix of book scent, my knees tremble,
a light, floating feeling fills my brain as I leave the ground,
leaving everyone else behind me. I'm up there with you nice closing stanza

I have enjoyed this a lot, I particularly enjoy the way you build the moment, I don't think you need the spoiler at the start most readers enjoy the discovery and I am one of those readers, I have put some comments up for consideration. Best Keith

Ps Great to see you leaving good feedback for others.