Thursday, January 24, 2013
Doe Eyed Decimal System
Flirting in libraries
we thought whispers
handsome.
Just a page, turning slowly,
was enough to unbind
reticence.
A note, folded
close as a boat,
sails the table.
The guardian angel eyes
of comings, and goings,
deep as the marked aisles.
Our love of books
at the ready, in case
romance is only a category.
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