Deleted Member Posted September 29, 2021 Posted September 29, 2021 I have only done this once before, and it is still on my bucket list to do again...I just need the right canvas. "Will you compose" her whisper soft "Some words tonight, just for me?" "I'll be the parchment, take the quill, Carve the words so I may see?" Her eyes were dark as ink I fetched She squirmed when knife a nib did slice A bitten lip, intake of breath As words they told of weekend vice The taut, pale skin of inner thigh Was soon inscribed with passion tale She trembled when the quill cut deep Yet still she kept, no courage fail With final swirl, the deed was done And girl she rose, to look so keen In mirrored wall she smiled delight The likes of which she'd never seen Upon return to bed, a pout "Its such a shame it won't remain!" "*** not" says I "Tis easily fixed" "You'll have to visit old Scribe again!" Scribe@2015 Oct 11, 2015
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