My Pen

You drag along with me,
With my unsure fingers guiding you,

You bleed for me,
And I yearn for your touch,

My companion in times of sorrow or bliss,
With you there is nothing that I’d miss,

Esctasy envelops me,
When you and my fingers dance along,

To the melody of words,
I made up in my mind,

You give my blank pages a meaning,
And my heart it’s solace,

I know it’s forbidden;
Maybe that is why it’s so great,

I welcome pain with open arms,
Because I know you’d soon follow,

Indeed, we are lovers,
Destined to meet on every ‘morrow.


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