I want to back in that bookstore with you.
I want to sit next to you by the window
while we read together your favourite poet.
I want to watch your eyes skim the spines
as you search for something to share with me.
I want to feel your arms around my waist
as I scan the blurb of something I might buy,
because I enjoy reading with you
much more then trying to read you.
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 6:25 AM UTC
I want to back in that bookstore with you.
I want to sit next to you by the window
while we read together your favourite poet.
I want to watch your eyes skim the spines
as you search for something to share with me.
I want to feel your arms around my waist
as I scan the blurb of something I might buy,
because I enjoy reading with you
much more then trying to read you.
