Avid Avid I’ve missed you so
Loving your words that easily flow
Exalting with jubilee
Fantasies of you pressed against me
Your lips against mine
Our bodies intertwined
Your caresses erasing my fears
Nibbling on my ears
Oh Yes Yes
I can go on forever and then some
Just thinking about it makes … happy!
Sending hugs from Brooklyn
Your words caress me like no other man’s touch has done before. I know you are unknown but for some reason you feel like home. Hmmm Continue reading “Take Me! Say The Word!”
You left not right! I’m left to write. Please right your wrong! Don’t want to write of your rites!
I was wronged so I am right. I was left so I am right. You left not right. I have the right to write.
Fountain Pen: Let my words glide down that rough texture of yours. Let them smoooooth you! Let them groove all over you!
Rough Paper: Oh, Parker I’m so thirsty for your wet pen. Come on glide yourself on me! Tantalize me with your words but don’t let any of them be uncouth. Empower me with your barrel and nib. Go ahead write on me!
Fountain Pen: Oh I’m dripping my ink so ready to imprint my point on you right now. I’m going to write and write on you like no one has written before. Maybe I might even etch on you! Get ready!
Rough Paper: I’ve been waiting my entire length for this moment! Come smoooooth me real good. Write on me! Etch on me! Go ahead press that point of yours real hard that you tear me in places. I’m an old paper and my surface is rough. It’s so rough that I’m stable and tough! Oh yes!
Fountain Pen: Oh, Paper, Pape, Pape!
Rough Paper: Yes Pen, Pen , oh PEN!
Don’t think of a pen as a mere instrument for it speaks. Let its words be heard as it writes on your paper! Creativity! You are the creator! Have a wonderful day.
Shout out to Bryan Lunsford my latest follower. You are strong thus your life will be long.
Twisted Thoughts you inspire me to be more spicy with my writing. Thank you.
Hugs from Brooklyn
What should I do? I’m feeling blocked!
I want to write but my thoughts are locked
Now I fear I will be mocked
I’m supposed to be a writer
Come on brain I know I’m brighter
So readers please hold on tighter
Soon enough I’ll have a line
Then everything shall be fine
Thank you for reading. It means a lot. What keeps you writing? I’m just curious.