Your felt tip makes my mind trip
Your felt tip makes my hips slip
Your felt tip makes me thirsty for a sip
I felt your tip on our first trip, down south
Your plume pistons in my inkwell
You write your name indelibly across my heart
Your felt tip makes my knees dip
Your felt tip makes my teeth grit
Your felt tip makes my legs split
I felt your tip and got a new start
Your felt tip drew me close
A breath of fresh air
A cool breeze
Your felt tip puts me at ease
Your felt tip makes me beg, please