Thursday, 30 May 2013

My Horny pen..

Sometimes I think to write something else, but every time I unzip and take out my pen, it writes about you..
At times I don't understand you choke my thoughts or strangulate my mind..
Whenever I try to turn on my thoughts to produce an orgasmic write-up..
Your face, your smile, your silly talks come in my mind and I end up writing about you only..
I wanna play with my words..
I wanna seduce my paper with the things running in my mind..
I wanna fondle those pleasure points of my writing where one feels like a cut out of the world..
The act, the play, and the foreplay I wanna do it with my words..
But every time I undress my pen and lay it on the core body of my notebook it ejaculates you..
Your name.. Your every single style.. My mind is pregnant with ideas..
But at the end I always find.. It's you..
And when the write-up is complete..
What do I find..?

Two numb bodies.. My pen and my mind breathing high..
Can't move.. Yet in each others love..

Let me work my love..
Let me write..
Don't play with my mind and pen.. Don't seduce my brain..
Don't turn my words on and take them on the peak..
Don't make me flaunt and scream in my writings..
Let me write something else..
Let me think something else..

So very in love with you.. "you" the subject of my life.. 

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