"Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower."-Jean Paul Richter
A spine stroked so tenderly
Analyzed by so many but it's
your first time with this
mysterious type.
You whisper
word by word
the sweet nothings, prepared
laid out for easy access
In the intimacy of a bookstore.
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