The Most Beautiful Book

November 6, 2017

Let me pore through you,

Leaf through your pages

I promise I won’t tear any out.

I’ll be patient and trace every word,

Not just graze over sentences.

I’m lost in your story

And it’s my favorite one.

12:16 am

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constellationchamberNov 6, 2017

<p>An impromptu thought that came to me in the middle of the night and had to write down</p>

constellationchamberNov 6, 2017

<p>An impromptu thought that came to me in the middle of the night and had to write down</p>