Descriptive Essay of a Pen
...h-textured paper spilling your glorious, black blood as you skate across the blank document. The lights of the heavens rain down upon you; your glowing radiance is blinding. Mine eyes can hardly follow. Your smell fills my heart with gladness. You are my one and only; it is up to you to get me through this paper. If you were to die, you would take me with you. Your amorous wonder, your saturating glow; you fill a void in my hand. You embrace all that is beautiful and good within six inches of ink-filled glamour. Your shiny, silver cap is thrown to the side as if you could not stand to be contained a moment longer. Brilliant from end to tip, you are a beacon of intellect. Your shimmering, silver body coerces me to touch...