Analysis of The Cavity Was Purely Mine
Each building had boundless floors; but for me the best floor was the floor on which she resided; danced in tireless exuberance and untamed passion every unfurling hour,
Each city had boundless roads; but for me the best road was the one on which she trespassed; purifying the soil on which she tread with her sacrosanct footsteps,
Each garden had boundless roses; but for me the best rose was the one she caressed; left her exotic perfume lingering mystically upon its enchanting persona,
Each tree had boundless branches; but for me the best branch was the one on which she sat; imparting it her compassionate warmth and stupendously charismatic grace,
Each dictionary had boundless words; but for me the best word was the one she uttered; explicitly pronounced it with majestic authority,
Each cloud in the cosmos showered boundless droplets of rain; but for me the best droplet was the one that drenched her completely; made her look even more
voluptuous in the creamy shine of the moonlit night,
Each kite had boundless strings; but for me the best string was the one which she adroitly pulled; fomenting the canvas to escalate with handsome supremacy in the boisterous packet of fervent air,
Each day had boundless minutes; but for me the best minute was the one in which she smiled; profoundly illuminated the abysmally dreary atmosphere with the
rhapsody circulating in her countenance,
Each light had boundless rays; but for me the best ray was the one which fell on her gorgeously hazel eyes; providing my miserably defeated body with the inevitable rejuvenation and tenacity it badly wanted,
Each mountain had boundless slopes; but for me the best slope was the one on which she ebulliently wandered; metamorphosing its barren demeanor into one
with fecund and bountiful fertility,
Each bank had boundless notes; but for me the best note was the one which she hoisted; granting it the magical prowess of proliferating at electric speeds on
its very own,
Each river had boundless streams; but for me the best stream was the one in which she bathed; sending uncontrollable shivers down my spine when I sighted
her tantalizingly ravishing hair,
Each cactus had boundless thorns; but for me the best thorn was the one she inadvertently pricked; as I got an infinitesimally minuscule chance; the supreme
privilege of bonding with her droplet of poignantly crimson blood,
Each train had boundless windows; but for me the best window was the one in which she sighted her royal reflection; gave a new definition to beauty as she uninhibitedly admired the fabulously fleeting scenery,
Each hand had boundless lines; but for me the best line was the one she traced; deciphered its deeply enigmatic meaning; the bearing it would have on future
life,
Each rainbow had boundless shades; but for me the best shade was the one which she adored; bounced with unprecedented jubilation as it pilfered in through her
pellucid bedroom glass,
Each school had boundless children; but for me the best child was the one she lifted in her egalitarian arms; deluging its innocuous ears with tales of mystical mankind,
Each skin had boundless hair; but for me the best hair was the one she ardently stroked; triggering a catharsis of fiery emotions to naturally emit out,
Each showroom had boundless clothes; but foe me the best fabric was the one she wore on her superlatively impeccable body; the one which diffused her mesmerizing fragrance for centuries unsurpassable,
And each heart had boundless cavities; but for me the best cavity was the one which immortally incarcerated her love; and as a matter of fact I was irrefutably proud to state that in this case; the cavity belonged only to me; the cavity was purely mine.
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Metre | 1101101111011101111010101000100011010001010 11011011110111011111100011111101001 1101101011101110110110010011001011010010 1111010111011101111101010010010100101 11001101111011101110010001110100100 110010101010111110110101110010101101 0100001011011 111101111011101110101100010110110010000100101101 111101011101101010111010010000100101010 10010000100 111101111011101111011010101100001010100100000100010011010 11011011110111011111101110010011 1101000100 111101111011101111010101001010100101011 1101 11011011110111010111100100101111110 010001001 110110111101110110100111111101001 1011010101100101 11110101110110101011100100101010101101110100100010100 1111011110111011101011001010010111110 1 11110111101110111011101000101110010 111 111101011101110111000001001110100111110011 111101111011101110011000010110001011000011 1111011110110101111010100100110101001011001 011110100111011001011101000101010111111111011010001101101001101 |
Characters | 3,703 |
Words | 624 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 4, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 28 |
Letters per line (avg) | 108 |
Words per line (avg) | 22 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 159 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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