DIARY OF A WORDSMITH She watches me toss and toss yet again aimless, my nights are now sleepless. she tried to mask her feelings but it was all useless, my 4AM visits are now frequent 'cos she suspects i will be restless from the intense romance with my personal pearl. But these sessions is for our success i think...so much butterfly in my belle, i have been smitten with peotic meteorite. Without a beat i bet she could feel hit(heat) metaphorically speaking though. "I am madly in love" not with you, she said but your pen. Oh lord my pen is a flirt. ~Excerpts from MY SENSUAL PEN