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I've always loved books. Not just reading them, but feeling ..

Added 2025-06-30 05:27:09 +0000 UTC

I've always loved books. Not just reading them, but feeling them. The heavy volume in your hands, the whisper of the pages that seem to caress your fingers as you turn them over... And the smell? That tart scent of paper, ink, time - it's maddening. 📖🔥

But that day was different.

I lingered in a corner bookstore where the shelves are so crowded you have to squeeze between them, feeling the spines of the books lightly scratch your thighs. 😳 I was looking for something special - not just a novel, but a story that would make my feeling run faster.

And that's when I saw it.

An antique leather-bound tome, with gilded letters on the spine. I ran my finger over the cover, and I thought it trembled under my touch. 💋 When I opened the book, the pages whispered something in a forgotten language, and phrases flashed between the lines that made me feel hot.
I could feel the book responding to me. Each word was like a kiss, each paragraph like a slow, enveloping touch. I ran my fingers over the text, lingering on particularly juicy metaphors, and it felt like the letters were slightly damp from my attention.

The salesman threw me an odd look as I brought the book, trembling slightly, to the checkout counter.

I didn't sleep that night. I read. No, I didn't just read-I gave myself over to the pages, letting them lead me to the place where words become flesh and thoughts become actions. The book whispered in my ear, its lines wrapped around me like silk ribbons, and the climax made me shriek in the dark. 🖤

I've always loved books.

But now I know - their love is mutual. 💞

Do you love books too?