Don’t choose me for my cover,
just spell me word by word,
don’t rip out some of my pages
please leave me complete,
slide your fingers down my lines
from chapter through chapter
on your way towards my end.

When you are finished reading,
don’t throw me on a random pile
in some dark corner of your room,
close me softly and lie me gentle
back where you have found me,
for there might be other hands
to wander through my story.