"Ballpoint Pen"
Your mouth constantly releases a story.
You sing the world a song.
You lecture me with innovative philosophies.
You strengthen my hand.
However, you never tire, and your heart forever pumps the blood of meaningful and symbolic script.
You convey secrets in the most secretive manner.
Your tongue is powerful and continuously erupts with stamina.
Your mind is a flowing stream of ideology.
Your gaze is exhilarating and stimulating.
The world is your shadow.
You are an egg, an egg of new life.
You teach me.
You inspire me.
You encourage my every delight.
The sun cannot dim your eyes, for you have given the sun its shine.
You tackle paper with masterpieces of music and art.
I comfort you with the warmth of my hand, everyday, whispering to you my thoughts.
I am pleased with your effort to respond to my whispers, building my pride and fame.
You are forever beside me, prepared to dance in the whirlwinds of creativity and liveliness.
You are forever my ally, who understands my self, and dances with me in the ballroom of extraordinary measures.
-FMG
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