January 12 – Enjoying an Old Friend

She slowly opens the page
Crisp fresh smell of paper
Warmth of an old friend
Smile on her face as she traces words
That jump at her with magic
And promise adventure

She curls into a ball
Around the object in her hands
Protection from the harshness of reality
Sun shining on her hair
The only thing she needs to know
Is that her world is in the creases

She skips from sentence to sentence
Heart racing as though she too were there
Tip-toeing through an old mansion
Creeping up the stairs of a castle
Kissing the lips of a handsome stranger
Embracing her imagination

She’s in her own halo of light
Slipping from story to story
From fiction to fiction
From her heart to her soul
As she reads on through
Another favourite book.

– Tegan Thuss 


September 21 – Behind the Cover of that Romance Novel

We’re at the beginning of the book
Two pages in, just starting the story
The first paragraph was epic
It threw us down, tore us up, and set us in motion
The second one kept us going, dragged us further
The third one made us think, and from there we grew
Now we’re staying the course
Flipping the pages
Burning through the chapters
As though time was just an idea we once had, but forgot

We’re at the beginning
We’re just the foreplay
We’re the first whispered lyric
The quick peck on the first date
The first eye open in the morning
The first click of the hour

We’re ready to move forward
To walk past the opening
And dive right in the middle
Into the mess, the sticky business

But don’t worry
No end is in sight
Not while our blood is boiling
While our hairs are sticking up
Not while our skin is scorching
And our hearts are beating in time

In time with the turn of the record
The flicker of the light
The brush of the pen
The dip in the dance
The edge of a smile

We’re at the beginning of a long story
Ten pages in, with one more page in the first chapter
I can smell the paper, feel the words
Taste your lips in the next sentence… 

– Tegan Thuss