Biblichor

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Your fragrance so fresh, intoxicates me,

And doesn’t let me be.

It charges me to start afresh,

Intoxicates me, your fragrance, so fresh.

 

As I caress you, I am just blown away,

To lure me, you have your way.

Through your pages, a new world you lead me to,

I am just blown away, as I caress you.

 

Intoxicated I become, with the lovely page,

Excited like I conquered the stage.

The smell of new paper makes me hum,

With the lovely page, intoxicated I become.

 

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