Oh’ my darling i see you with a quillbetween your delicate fingers.
I feel the movement of your viensas you push the quill back and forth
with your sensuous touch.My eyes ache to read for which you may
as you dip the nib into your ink well
you have me oosing with such desire ,only you would know!
for you are the mistress of words and mystery,
the delight within your eyes as your words unfold
into impeccable love and satisfaction.
Only to be savoured by
the lovers upon
your parchment !
TheBrit © 2012
Dedicated to my passionate muse for ever prodding me so!