My Fountain Pen
Dips Deep And Lingers
In Your Warm Inkwell
Of Sensual Desire
The Ink Of Love's True Passion
Flows Continuously
And
Upon My Perfect Parchment
Your Soft Glowing Skin
I Crave To Write Poetry
Of Love's True Meaning
Secret Words
Only You Can Understand
My Calligraphy Of Desire
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