My Bamboo Pen

I feel this rush of affection Each time I hold you, there is an emotional fusion. Don't you love the way I stroke thy body Each time I make you my object of study? You're my true friend, my succor The surgeon that cured my economic tumour. Oh! I feel your warmth upon my fingers, Each time you sing to shame even the Grammy singers. I was born to hold you this tight, breath to breath, every day and night. My heart and brain are thy friends till eternity For we are both lost in this Shakespearean fraternity. I'll love you forever into my grave, For you're the one for whom my heart do crave. You're prettiest than all daughters of men, I love you so much, My darling Bamboo Pen!