woman with literature lingering like love.

you're the second bibliophile
i've ever met
and while you may be
halfway across the world,
your literature lingers on
like a lost love, or better yet,
a love anew,
smitten curiosity.

woman with literature lingering like love,
your prose was the first to hook me
like a fisherman at sea.

with the simplicity of beauty
on a spring day
and the sharp precision
of a surgeon at work,
multi-dimensional 
and reminiscent of life,
your writings were a catalyst
into my own journey.

and you say that without me,
you don't know where you'd be
and while that is an honor,
i can attest that is the very same thing
when it comes to you, for me.

basic concepts with varying viewpoints,
you showed me that simple doesn't mean easy
even though you made it look that way,
and that empathy in the creation
is a quality that turns good literature
into inspirational art for the masses.

and you strive for greatness
with persistence of a young lioness
and vision of hawk.
i see how much you need
literature in your life
and it is a really magical thing to see.
just know that will be there for you
every step of the way.