"If you spend your whole life waiting for the storm, you'll never enjoy the sunshine." ~ Morris West

 In the quiet corners of a book, Where whispered words and glances look, Love blooms in ink, on every page, A timeless tale, beyond an age.

Each line a heartbeat, soft and true, A lover’s sigh, a morning dew, In stories old and tales anew, Love’s gentle touch comes into view.

Through every chapter, love unfolds, In whispered secrets, truths are told, A world within, where hearts can meet, In reading’s arms, love is complete.