I am a paper
You are my pen
You wrote a chapter
And filled my pages

Ink on paper, our tale begins,
A story of love that forever wins.
A chapter of love, pure and bold.
You add words of passion, deep and true,
Filling my pages, love shining through.

With every touch, you awaken my soul
In the symphony of kisses,
I'm intoxicated by the taste we meet.
With fervent hugs, my senses ignite,
You, my pen, the artist of our desire,
Weaving a tale that sets my soul on fire

Words bleed with ardor,like ink upon my soul,
Traces lines that make me whole,
Each stroke a dance of pure devotion,
Crafting verses of our shared emotion.

Surely you'll transgress all bounds & norms,
Leaving a mark in the wake of our storms.
So let the ink spill, in a passionate pour,
As i am the paper, craving so much more.

So keep writing
Our love, a masterpiece, reaching the sky. Through every word and every line,
Across the pages, creating the magic of words so pure.



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