Cover to Cover

Be bookish with me.
Read our nights
to the same stars.

And if it's a moon,
let it be half full.

Our glass cannot separate us
unless our glasses
don't let in the light. 

It's a bright series of words,
these sentences,
they are our lives.

These paragraphs
make up our chapters
and prove that we are 
children until we die
our literary deaths.