sure enough there you were
everywhere
your outfit was one of those covers
colored in guilty pleasures
the cap was the perfect blurb
and your hair
so subtle a title, suggestive, so that
pages whispered your smell
i was swept up with everybody else
grabbed you, held you, took you
everywhere, nowhere without you
ran my fingers through your lines
committed all to memory, fought sleep
to finish your story and go over
my favorite passages, highlighting
choosing your words
then i realized i had only seen
your manuscript, dog eared
marked with the pencils of years
bursting with the promise
and there you were, open to my last page
but the ending was missing
your legs wrote past me as you left
i only read what i could in the time
i was able to see you browsing
i tried to find a copy in the basement
i was a fool to think of you as a bargain
it never really occurred to me i was the only
one could see you for the story you really were
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