Not all her lovers had looks
because you see they were books.
Their rendezvous was the shelf
where she’d clasp him to herself,
then peek under the cover
of her new paper lover.
By the time she checked him out
there was no longer any doubt;
despite what the critics said,
she was taking him to bed!
Riveting…!
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I hope we don’t love the same book, ladies!
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YES!!! Exactly! This is so me. 🙂
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This is so me!
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Ha.. yes books are more than a company…
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I think I’ve had more than one man telling me: ‘you love those books more than you love me’, so I had to laugh at this!
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Teehee. This was fun. Thanks for the read!
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Thanksa for reading!
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Marvellous! (and really clever) Wish I’d thought of it! 🙂
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Gee! Thanks!
Nan
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Isn’t this true of most of us..??!!
Clever!! 🙂
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Sure, why not ~ 🙂
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Under-Cover
Books.. celebrating
Bedroom
eyes
turning
pages..
rarely
put down
looks.. always
pleaSinG now..:)
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Lovely Nan! I read a short story by Ursula Le Guin (do you know her?), about a situation exactly like this. How the female protagonist chucked her lover for her books. I can’t remember the title of the story, it is a library book and I already returned it so can’t check. She’s one of my favourite authors besides Margaret Atwood and Doris Lessing. There are others but these are the main ones I’d read. Have you heard of Violette Leduc? Her autobiography La Bararde is fantastic. Not many people can read her.
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Thanks, I’ll look La Barade up.
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A great lover
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Ah , a brilliant piece…love it. Thanks for joining OLN
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Taking a book to bed may be fun, but remember…when you read a library book, you are reading with everyone else who ever read it!!!
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More the merrier…
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