Read Dirty To Me

If you want me, read to me. Make music of your words. Let the sweet and salty spill from your mouth; a form to be swallowed.
At a desk.
In a bed.
By the fire.
In the park.
Overlooking the city.
Whisper to me your authors, your titles, your one-liners and passages. Reach out with punctuation and personify ever page you've ever read. If you want me, read to me.

But if you want to keep me, write it yourself.