poetry

Bibliobode

would that i could
build my home
with walls of
books.
make cozy corners
nooks and crooks
hidden stairs
secret panels
and window seats
galore.
nestled in among
leather spines
yellowed paper
and ribbon markers
to save
the spot
most recent read.

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