I'm the same way. I've written poetry about it. Here's my latest:

"Books…Books… Oh! More Books!"

Oh… give me a real book

Ah… the creaking of the binding

the cover becoming a wall

a barrier from humdrum now

Let me feel its weight in my hands

I want to sink into its pages

reveling in the smell of it

hear the crinkling of its pages

as I lovingly turn each one

every page a bright door

a door between this world

a path away from the mundane

into the unfolding story world

Books… books… Oh! More books!

© 26 March 2022, by D. Denise Dianaty