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I won't ever return

The books you have loaned

I open them and smell

The ancient damp and cigar smoke


I finger the creased pages

And imagine your coarse fingers turning

As gently as a lover

Undressing his bride 


I drink in the words

And feel their taste in thy mouth

The kingdoms clash and the Titans roar

And I watch the drama unfold in your eyes


What I hold in my hands

Is a part of you in flesh

Don't you dare ask me return

The books you've loaned


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