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By Mike O’Connell

I kissed a book,
earlier today. It didn’t
flirt or beckon in any way,
it simply was, and deeply so.
I kissed it, eyes closed,
with the very lips I would have used
to speak of its wisdom,
to my soul.
I kissed a book today.
It flutters on, a butterfly,
describing the person
I may wish to be.
I dabbled in the other side,
today,
and am a better person for it.

10/25/16

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