Words Unfeigned

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I think my mind has been locked with your soul. My heart has always been there for you but why do I feel blocked from your images. I see the truth and I believe and I won’t be held back no longer. Once I dream that I thought I was in love… I know I am.

It was the day you found me at your door that led me to find everything you didn’t want me to see. It was real and it was as if we hadn’t ever spoken, until now. The sensations are deep inside my wanting, causing me to write feverishly, beneath your hand. But then, you heard me whisper; “Teacher” and inherently, I saw your body recoil at the sound.

You took my hand probing the pen into the ink and into it’s warm, glutinous moisture, thinking of words so intoxicating leaving waves of inner excitement. Your inspiration surged through me, rendering me almost powerless, I was as if mesmerized, physically entranced by words on the page sounding like the songs you write in theorems of your own lyrics and I felt it with a pleasurable sensations rippling wildly inside of me…

Then you had taken my hand again and placed it on your pen, your own hand covering mine and enclosing my hand around it pressing down on the paper; I began to write once more.

I had compulsively squeezed tight, feeling the hot rigidness of the instrument giving slightly beneath the pressure, and I heard and felt you gasp excitedly against the sounds of my own heart beating, filling the room with a new air and a new light and then I realized surprisingly the power of words.

It was an anticipating thrill of delight that raced through me. I would never have dreamed that words could be so big, and with a pen so long and thick, that my fingers could barely encircle it! And then suddenly, I was aware that it was unfeigned; transforming; massaging the thick paper from top to bottom and in the same rhythm that you had shown me earlier deep inside my mind, and in my most receptive channel.

6 thoughts on “Words Unfeigned

  1. “You took my hand probing the pen into the ink and into it’s warm, glutinous moisture, thinking of words so intoxicating leaving waves of inner excitement. Your inspiration surged through me, rendering me almost powerless, I was as if mesmerized, physically entranced by words on the page sounding like the songs you write in theorems of your own lyrics and I felt it with a pleasurable sensations rippling wildly inside of me…”
    Amazing words. I could write a complete story from these words dear friend.

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  2. The soft and sweet tone of, “Words Unfeigned” bring writer and muse together in a sensual vision that is elegant in its metaphor of the language of love. Nicely done Catnip!

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