A Place Of Quietude

A place of quietude
Where few intrude
Is this room
Where soon
I shall retire
To read
Or feed
My desire
For other things.

Some strings tie.
I am lost.
books.
The mirror looks
On while
On occasions the bell pings
Ushering in a smile
And perchance,
A kind of dance.

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