She's only paper thin!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This one is about a writer who fell in love with words or, the writing paper rather. Enjoy!

Submitted: November 09, 2009

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She is only paper thin!!!!
Damn! It is 1:00am.
I can’t sleep a wink.
I got behind the wheel of my car so that I could rideand think.
I took You, my yellow notepad with me because I know that you would be listening. If I can’t get an audience with anyone else, I will always have your attention. Not a word you said as I poured out my inky heart; all of it’s substance you displayed right from the start. I’m used to it; no one having the time for me. But you, you always save space for me. I’m just saying you are one a kind. Anyone else would have left me far behind. Right away forgive me because I don’t know what to do. At times I can’t properly express my anger; so I write it out on you. With my pen in hand and no concern I transcribed my aggression. As I ran my fingers down your backside, uhh! I mean each page, I felt a slight impression. That says it all! You feel what I feel; every high, every low. With you there is no need to pretend; I let all feelings show. I didn’t care about your color or your cost. When I got you home I wrote my name on your cardboard side, Jamil T. Ross. From now you are my girl my one and only, all I need in this life of sin. With pen in hand we're guaranteed to win. Can you see me lost in the whirlwind, with my paper thin ace? Every line across her body is evenly spaced. In the heat of the moment when my fingers begins to call;you (my notepad)tend to be a nasty girl,you likes to take my pen raw. Just one Click.you doesn't care if it’s quick. “Cum all over me”you say like a white girl in a porno flick. With black and blue ink “I’m cumming” spewing jism acrossyour yellow canvas.
Inkblots.. Vowels.. Parentheses.. Ooou!!! that Hit the spot!
Commas. Semicolons, quotations and question marks! With each penstoke, behind every period I find rest. I’ve utilized the pen and pad to relieve ALL stress. 900 words later andyou paper still wants more. I’ve teased your every line until my fingers were sore. Insatiable are you! That is why I call you my boo. With the flip of each page your twat is like new. As submissive as you are you have a mind of your own. The deep things I’ve shared with you, YOU swear you will never loan. Quietly you have upheld my secrets upon each page. Happy, sad, sometimes in a rage, I grab you…. I quietly scribble upon you, “if no one to love I will marry you”; As if to reassure You of my feelings. Upon the ink, I swear! it’s true! I’ve never hid behind my pen. It is only your insecurities that has you feeling “paper thin“. No man or woman has ever loved you this way, so don’t ever suspect me of cheating. last paragraph will explain it all, so just sit back, listen. Whenever I press against you or paper touch pen. You become a mirror to me; reflecting my soul within. I always wondered who he was and If I’d find him. Yet, You have linked us up. You put us in the same direction. Now it is more than mere sentences across a page, it seems we have a connection.
Remember the day you met my mother. We both thought her remark was “smart“; After reading your 1st paragraph she said that she saw a portrait of my heart.
To sum it up, it’s me and You forever
To the last thought, paragraph, sentence, period, to the end. You’re my true love, my ace, my yellow notepad, the one I call “Paper thin”.


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