My Book Lover 

She's back. I knew she couldn't stay away. Especially after what happened between us yesterday. I loved watching the expression on her face when she realized our adventure together was only just beginning. Such excitement. It felt exhilarating, and I felt alive in her hands. I wished her never to leave me, but I knew this was but a stolen moment.

I had to make that moment last. To capture her interest, I must draw her in. I had this one chance to make a good impression and oh, what an impression I made. I could tell as she bit her bottom lip and smiled, she was totally into me. Now, I've been waiting for this second chance to see her again.

She brought my anticipation to an end. I see her beautiful face once again. Her warm hands reach out for me. She looks around briefly, almost like she fears us getting caught. The intimacy of this moment isn't lost on me either. I so plan to make these few precious hours worth her while.

When we must part again, she sighs heavily but holds me close to her heart. I feel its beat and I know it beats for me. Oh, my sweet lover, I will miss your coy glances, wistful smiles, and sweet laugh. Even though I know you're laughing at me, I still wish to provoke it, intoxicating is the sound.

You run your fingertips down the length of me and promise to come back tomorrow.

I promise to be here, right where you left me. I shall await you. I, your guilty pleasure, for that moment when you pick me up again, spread my pages, and devour me bit by precious bit. For I exist only for you, my book lover.