What is it about her?
Her words pull me into her world,
A world of romance and loss.
Every time I pick up her books
I am lost in her words.
Just a ten minute read
Turns into an hour.
I read her words every night,
And if I awake in the night
I read even more.
This wonderful author grips me,
Grips me by her writing
And I never tire of her.
I would never have read her
Back a few years ago
Where spies and adventures
Pulled me into those books.
But now I have changed,
Changed into what?
Maybe I have changed,
Changed into a romantic
In the evening of my life.