The smell of dry, old paper

Sonja · by Sonja on 2008-01-30, 21:17

The smell of dry, old paper

Breathe calmly, your heart at peace,
feel this book underneath your hand
and imagine the smell of dry, old paper,
allow all of your senses to feel it.
Remember the moment.

One day it will be
the old book with slightly worn-out corners
titled with my name.
Touch it slowly, open it,
inhale the love waiting there for you,
always the same, always fresh,
impregnated for eons to come
inside that smell of dry, old paper.

Feel it, feel the moment,
keep the light of smiles in your eyes
and hold me, hold me tight.

Admin · by Admin on 2008-02-12, 00:05

A wonderful way of sensous expressions
in your awesome poetry
thanks for sharing with us all
a pleasure to read you
Love and Light
Maria

Sonja · by Sonja on 2008-02-13, 12:04

Thank you Maria. It's my pleasure to share it with you too.
Sonja sunny

by Guest on 2008-02-17, 20:45

Ola Sonja

Once again you have shown your artistic and felt writings.
Thank you for allows us to read your work

Sofia

Sonja · by Sonja on 2008-02-20, 20:26

Thank you Sofia.

Sonja

Philip G Bell · by Philip G Bell on 2008-03-07, 09:59

I just loved this, it captured something very special for me. I love antiquarian book shops and the smell of old, dry paper pervades there and is so well captured here. Bravo for both the idea and the poem.

Philip

Sonja · by Sonja on 2008-03-13, 21:42

Thank you Philip.

Sonja

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