The Book

May the fruits of your deepest pleasures and desires become food to your emptiness.  Once you bite into these words may your cravings be satisfied until your lips feel the need to speak of me again. Let the need for more of me keep this book between your thighs. Share me with your loneliness, and friends. Promote me in your dreams. Touch me between breaks. Steal a glimpse of me when your boss walks away. Come home and hold me after a horrible date or night after the club. Quote me till my touch is memory. Make parts of me your favorite but love me as a whole. Stare at me for hours without saying a word. Take me underneath now judge this cover. Just read me over and over again I only want to listen.