Touch her chine
Feel the cracks
And the curls

Breathe her in
The scented earthy smell

She’ll tell you stories
Trap you in worlds
With her words

With time
Her pricy smooth exterior 
Will be fissured aged leather
But loving attention
Gives her lines to smile
And she’ll never lose
Her enticing allure

She’ll leave you
Feeling that you’ve
Finished with her
But you’ll be left lonely
In your own head
Yenning for her 
To weave you
More wonders