Between These Sheets

Between
these sheets
...
we lay
...
always
fondling fantasies

whispering
foreplay

in the
form
of

freaky prose

allowing
bic tips to rest
on top of wide ruled
lines

s p r e a d
o p e n

for personal
{enter}interpretations
on life

anticipating
every coming
stroke

as fingers
get
a
grip

handling
sticky situations
master manipulating
poetry

bending
creativity
over

just to
spank it
...
suppose we
...
scribble sex
on blank sheets
until pens

b*u*r*s*t

inking
ecstasy

leaking
master pieces

would that
mean
we slept
together
through wordplay
while
publicly fornicating
in metaphors
to create
the greatest write
of our lives?
...
If so
write me now
...
I'm waiting
between the sheets
...
lets become
paper mates
...
--archaic.bliss