In the quiet corners of the night,
Where moonlight whispers soft and bright,
I find a world within my grasp,
Between the pages, I am clasped.
Words unfurl like morning dew,
Each sentence fresh, each story new,
Adventures bound in ink and lore,
A universe for me to explore.
Characters breathe and come alive,
In their struggles, I too strive,
Their hopes, their dreams, their silent fears,
All resonate, bring me to tears.
From dawn to dusk, in every scene,
I lose myself, a waking dream,
Through reading, my spirit flies free,
A boundless journey, eternally.