Paper And Ink

• Jessica Tyler, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2015

You take me to places,
Where I have never been.
You show me the faces,
Of people I’ve never seen.
You stretch my imagination to the full,
But never ask for more than my time.
I’m not sure why I feel your pull,
But continue to return to the scene of the crime.
Whilst the seasons may continue to pass,
Flowers may wither and leaves may fall.
I know your immortal words will last.
My love for you will never falter at all.
Is it wrong to love something made of paper and ink?
Who cares, you won’t judge me or tell me what to think.