The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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My Pen Is Kissing You

@Uootem

my heart somehow survives the lacerations
of so many emotional words written, yet unread
as my pen bleeds vivid dream images in the obscure colors of lost love.
i somehow survived the tearing of my soul
when love was ripped apart too soon
that occurred in the silence of yesterday
but still echoes with the reverberations of eternity.
as I am waiting for you... counting time in ink-stained paper
until renewal of love's passion.

my pen is kissing you, passionately seducing you
like no lover it is licking, my pen like a hot tongue
on your neck slipping down to your shoulder
teasing and caressing you.... filling my secret desires
but my pen only writes words as it slashes my veins
love ink is seeping from me onto the parchment of my memory
oozing from the well of our precious youth time.

my pen is the greedy part of me
lapping like a crazed dog... chewing the words
and sucking the marrow of my yearning.
if you were to read its words...
you would be reading my life... the life i can not live
i have said things in words that reality would never allow me to say
i tell you secrets about my love for you
with the fever of lust and unfulfilled dreams

here take it... i have so much to give and
the pages have accumulated over the years apart
here... read the words that have haunted me
drink my tears that flow when my ink gets me aroused
take me to bed with you... let me make love to you with your reading
let my ink course through your veins... let my words stimulate you
and bring you to an excited climax... perhaps you will somehow understand
take the passion of my pen... and write this story on your skin
as my pen is kissing you.