I’ve had many lovers
But none as demanding as you
None as consuming as you
I’ve needed a savior a bit too many times
And you showed up instead,
Dressed in your let-me-blow-your-mind-away gown
Adorned with your ability to make me forget
And smelling of your sweet scent of taking me away from my reality to other realities
And if I ever pay homage to anyone, then it has to be to you
If I have to thank those who have ever made this life liveable, then my note of thanks to you is bigger than an Oxford dictionary
You, my books , are the real definition of goodness.
Mwende Kyalo 