Thursday, April 12, 2012

Pen(is) Mighty When I hold It


I, I flirt a lot,
Going around, encompassing all
The thoughts, the words
And breed more in darkness-
The intense passion.

Initiation- make a move
I do it, do it all,
I play a lot with them
Swirl them, turn them, toy them.
They get better with more touch.

Our naked souls converge.
We get to the point,
Bereft of our coyness,
Ideas begin to penetrate my head,
Desiring for more and more.

Inserting pen on the sheet laid wide,
Expelling all that I am aware of
At the zenith of heat generated,
I deliver the climax and
The final sigh of pleasure!

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