One cannot accurately describe the smell of a book 

To me, some smell like lavender and rain

They all smell different, you see 

Paper is what most think it to be 

But go back and think 

Books smell like memories

My memories are laced with sweet perfume and a touch of love 

The greatest of adventures, a book in my hand

Simply put, the smell of books are what you want them to be 

Relive the adventures, read through the eyes of you or another 

As if they are your own

I love the smell of books 

The memories they’ve brought me 

Lavender and rain