I am feeling moist with pros and rhetoric
So I pull out my red book
Spread open the sheets rub my hands gently over the page
As my pen proceeds to have its way
between
The thin blue lines
it’s you on my mind
The ink is suave as it kisses the paper
And we never do it in the dark
Always with the lights on so I can see
My beautiful words staring back at me
Naked truth
Bare emotions
the curve of the letters within
my soft supple sentences
It’s better this way
Starting out with a little word play