Deep Love

Dear sharpener , You are not my twin, but you let me drive-in. I give you all pleasure, but I care not on my measure. You give me shapeliness and make me sharp, now i am a modern day harp. I enjoy the way you spin and play , hope you stay with me all day. Even if you blades strip my skin apart, I wouldn't mind because its all you have got. Sorry for screwing you , my stupid fellow ! Thank me for seducing you from below. I tickle you with my lead sparkles, and wreck my lead head with a crackle ! Love, Pencil.