my pen and me

Lifeless-
Rigid-
Soul-less-
Yet soulful-
Mass manufactured for personal needs-
Yet she happened to find me-
She and I hold a bond unlike any other-
I can confide within her-like a newborn to a mother-
When other girls come around-she never becomes jealous-
She just patiently waits, cause she knows we will be held again-
She’s the reason why emotions don’t clog my chest like angina-
She’s sexy in her own way-with no breast, butt, nor %#&@$!-
She’s more of the listening type, consoling my soul with her very silence-
She’s the real poet here-suggesting I write about a love with a strong alliance-
She’s my best friend, through thick and thin she’ll never leave-
I need her like cannabis smokers claim to need weed-
She’s my hook, my addiction; she’s my nicotine-
A championship tandem…the pen and me!