Ink flowing in her blood….

Ink flowing through her veins


She is an unread novel
Hidden within the library’s soul
She has ink on her fingers
With series of words the world is yet to discover…

She has ink flowing in her veins
Words are her beats…
She will close you in her heart
If love is all you need…

The librarian is her heart
Holding the untold stories…
Making her words a riddle
And her story
A magic….

She sinks into her own darkness
And finds her own light…
Her sun is brighter
But her moon has different charm

She has a bookshelf in her heart
with stories of her lifetime
Holding on to her unsaid lessons
she survives this life
To know her a little more
unpack her with whispered words
cause she is nothing
but a book written in love

  • Tierra S


P.S: this is my first attempt in poetry. Hope you guys like it….


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