A LITERARY LOVE AFFAIR
by Airdrie poet, Spencer Miller
you’ll fall in love with a book.
Like really fall in love with a book.
Like take it home to meet your mom fall in
love with a book. Like when another book
walks by you don’t even look fall in love with
a book. Like you can’t wait to get between
the sheets fall in love with a book.
You’ll spend Sunday morning lying in bed
staring deeply into each other’s eyes. When
you have to leave, you’ll fold down the
corner of the page so that tonight you can
get right back to where you left off.
Soon, the book will come to occupy every
corner of your mind. You’ll catch yourself
daydreaming at work. Imagining its gilded
edges and running your fingers slowly up its
spine. It’s true love. At least for a few more
When it comes to an end, you’ll stay friends.
You’ll check in every once and awhile, just to
see how it’s doing. It’s really happy now.
Moved to New York and living on the top
floor of the Best Sellers List. You’ll give it a
call anyways. You’re in town, staying at the
Library, and want to see if you could take it
out, just for one night; to see if you can’t get
it paperback. When you pick it up, it’s
wearing a pretty new cover. And it’s gotten a
little forward now. But you don’t mind,
because you’re ready
to fall completely
back in love
with a book.