Whispered Words

In the corner of the library
She sits with poised allure
A book in her hand, a facade
For a mind that's far from pure

Her eyes, a dance of secrets
Play a teasing masquerade
Gently flirting with the patrons
As the pages turn, delayed

Her fingers trace the lines
Softly sighs
And grins
Her lips part slightly, revealing the mischief within
She feigns to be lost in literature's embrace
But it's the chemistry and spark she truly can't erase

Whispering pages
Stolen glances
Secrets in her eyes
She's a librarian on a mission
A master of disguise
Flirting with the staff and visitors
Her charm a subtle tease
OhThe tales those silent books could tell
If only they could speak

In the quiet alcoves
Where shadows softly dance
She casts her spell
In a subtle, entrancing trance
With a knowing glance
And a secretive grin
She captivates each soul
Drawing them in

As the library lights dim
And the world fades to gray
She dreams of distant adventures
In lands far away
But even in her dreams
She can't resist the trance
Of whispered words entwined
In a fleeting romance

a DumDave production June 2024