Fate drew us together.  We weren’t looking for one another, nor did we expect to meet in such an unconventional way.  But, for whatever the reason, we are cosmically linked.  There have been times when we’ve feared separation, but somehow we always find our way back.

Our story is one of lust.  Where we first encountered one another is unclear.  Our connection lay dormant for some time – my mind focused elsewhere.  But, when my hand first felt the smoothness, learned how gently words could be expressed, the passion was palpable.

When others try to steal attention, even a moment’s, jealousy envelops me.  My pupils dilate, and I focus only on what I want to be mine and only mine.  Once we are together again, I feel at ease.  We rest in each other’s grasp, wasting hours creating stories together.

Today we are apart, but I rest easy.  I know we will continue to be drawn together, until the last drop of ink leaves your tip.

You are my favorite pen.