Metaphorically Metaphysical Library Encounter

I journeyed to the library

Where there I metaphrase

I’d never met a phrase like her

She had me in a daze!

She was built like a poetic goddess

Her body of works displayed on her cover

I could tell by fondling her ample pages

That metaphrase was a well-read lover

I sensed with this beautiful metaphrase

It would soon turn metaphysical

If only I knew where to take my cue

I’d put a little English on her binding too!

Without much prompting or hesitation

Our intellectual intercourse began

Quietly there in the library floor

I proved to her I was her man

The scent of our lovemaking filled the air

Upon that library floor

There I left dear metaphrase

Begging me for more and more

This shaggy metaphysical tale

It has a happy ending

For metaphrase and I were wed

And in a few weeks you’ll be pleased to hear

…Another metaphor, is pending.