Touch The Sky (feat. Lupe Fiasco)

by Kanye West

Arms And Noble

A sexy product was
purchased by
a sexy product of conventions,
the former fell
into a plastic bag with a receipt of purpose
and a small smell
of "longing".
In another store
a book beckoned arms
long and noble
to touch. This book
only rubbed it's itchy back
on the spine of the chum
behind him. The arms walked
away. The arms took mints instead.
The book fell back to sleep,
dreaming of mahogany floorboards
and corner windows. It dreamed of
curling on couches, folding on park benches.
It waited to see the sky.
It waited to feed on eyes.
It waited to be held by arms
and in the end
it waited to be broken
and yet loved
at the same time.