The Power Of The Pen

The pen waits patiently
ready to caress between the lines
It teases open the notebook
waiting for the muse to respond
to the rhythm of the rambling pen
Dipping into her ink
inviting, urging, begging her to come
Penetrating the imagination
fantasies flowing onto paper
fantasies of us
of a love
passionate & sensual
heightened arousal
constant cravings
for the one that
shall be like
a euphoric drug
the inspiration
for all that is done
but also a sickness
a festering obsession
when thirst is left unquenched
as this love remains unknown
the drug is only enough
for thoughts penned to paper
making fantasy
a brief reality
for the heart & the mind
And moisture weeps between
my thighs
As words spill onto the page