Read my words as there put into phrases.
Listen up and watch how she gazes.
With every ink mark the pen will make.
Two of her limbs are bound to shake.
Tickle, Tickle with the tip of the pen.
Now juices are flowing from limb to limb.
Watch the pen rise as I cross her T's.
Sensational feeling from head/toes to please.
He, He, He, as I write with power.
Her gaze has lasted for over an hour.
"Write more, more" she says to the pen.
And with that whisper I start up again.
Putting it down like no other "Bic"
Writing and writing formatting my script.
Intensely exclusive for only her gaze.
Because the pen I possess can write for hours and days.