As your lips touched its white face;
You filled every nook and cranny with euphoria;
Scritch scratch went the sound of your tapping;
And the dust raised by you gave knowledge to your audience.
You have borne loads I couldn’t bear;
You have bared words I dare not;
You have spoken my mind to thousands I am yet to meet;
And your voice echoes louder than mine although you lack a voice box.
Dancing ferociously on a crispy and plain virgin land;
Calling senses to those who appear ignorant of it;
Your brisk movement sends meaning faster than waves;
And the broad minded garner wisdom from your steps!
Your steps gives out my emotions;
And fulfil all of my secret desires;
Leaving me refreshed after each presentation;
And makes me yearn for another of your choreography.
Oh! How you fill me with ecstasy!
Making my innermost fulfilled;
Yes! You are stronger and sharper;
Even the best of swords will never beat you;
Keep on dancing my beautiful pen!