i am the insides of an open book
I am the pages that call out to you
I am the text that begs to be spoken
I am the story that does not exist until I am read
until I settle over your thoughts like a veil
until I enter your system like a truth serum
until I break you like fear
until I heal you like hope
until I become a part of you.

You are the perfect audience
you are the hands that run over my lines
you are the lips that bring my beauty to life
you are the one that returns after the end of every chapter
until you breathe my words like air
until you swear to never read another
until my truth becomes your guide
until my next page becomes your future

until we walk, palm on paper, to the epilogue.