Besotted

There was a moment in the movie The Piano when the gnarly New Zealander confesses  to the piano playing mute, Ada, “I am besotted with you.” 

I don't believe the line was actually in the movie but the idea of being absolutely, besottedly in love has remained with me.

And do you know when that image presents itself to me? Don’t laugh, it’s when

I return from the library with an armful of really good books.

Sometimes all those books look so incredibly fascinating I can’t wait to start reading.

This beautifully arranged stack of colors and pages beguiles with promises of what might be.

It's very much like that sensation you feel when you meet someone who is just so interesting, so fascinating you cannot wait to learn all about him.

I am charmed with  the prospect of being wrapped up in something. I just know reading these books will make me feel happy and indulged. This particular stack is miraculously just what I want and need.

Just what I desire right here right now. I am besotted with them.

And if it doesn't work out I can just take them back to the library