Why does this happen?
How can she do it?
I have read all my life,
Adventure stories,
War stories,
Detective stories,
Tales of blood and thunder,
But she has changed me,
Changed my reading.
Or have I changed,
Have I now become a romantic,
A romantic in my old age.
Each of her stories
Of love and love’s despair
Pull me into them,
I just cannot stop reading,
Reading her words.
There are still more to read,
Of her thirty four books
I have read twenty one.
These are so different,
So different from what I have read,
Read for so many years.
So what has changed,
Changed in my life,
Have I now become a romantic?