Nothing like

The scent of pages

The sound of spines untouched by hands

Or minds

Through all those generations of thought.

Eons of new 

Ideas

Slip down to me and people like me

Who want to know

The wisdom of kings and

The choices of lovers and

The adventures of knights and

Everything there is to know,

Learned from our ancestors with

Their flair and 

Pomp

And sometimes grit.

We want to know.

We want to know.