This Steampunk Heart of Mine . The gears of my heart Have slowed over the years Yet they still spin Even in the right direction There is no key Other than to let Memories Be just that We can not sustain A heart on the fodder Of old memories Nor can we live in the moment If we are stuck in a time warp Eventually when given Patience and a little space A heart can just fall open Thirsty like a flower In the rain . -The Sensual Starfish
A book is not mere paper and words. It is a door and a key. It is a road and a journey. It is a thousand new sights sensations, and sounds. It holds friendships, experiences and life lessons. A book is an entire world.