You are writing your way on my body. You are telling me how things should be and showing me that I am worthy of you, of this. You are re-writing all of the wrongs and making them right. You are loving me with your words and the pictures of your words. I become the paper for your pen. I become the embodiment of your actions and your desires.
You are writing your truth and in the end it becomes my truth too. With your words you embrace me and envelop me as part of you. The words are our story and it is played out before us. We are testament to it. Because it is written, it will always be. The writing will outlast us, and through our words we will exist. What we are will be the tale that you have written upon me.
You are writing your way on my body and on my mind and on my heart. It will become what I am and what we are. We are the writing of our own story.
Also I have been nominated for the UK Blog Awards in the sex category and would be really pleased if you would vote for me.