Our Very First Wedding Night
It was a night for which we both had ardently waited; like the uncouthly sweltering deserts wait; for the first droplets of resplendently bountiful rain,
It was a night for which we both had timelessly waited; like the unfathomably emaciated shark in the boundless oceans waits; for plentiful scores of succulently ravishing fish,
It was a night for which we both had unlimitedly waited; like the disastrously Spartan stillness of the forests waits; for the first roars of the majestically parading
and invincibly towering lion,
It was a night for which we both had unceasingly waited; like the lugubriously decaying candle-wick waits; for the infallibly dancing flames to kiss its chapped periphery,
It was a night for which we both had inexhaustibly waited; like the haplessly dying cow waits; for unsurpassably pristine meadows of bountifully unadulterated grass,
It was a night for which we both had passionately waited; like the hopelessly asphyxiating blackness of the evening waits; for the optimistically enlightening twinkling of the impeccable stars,
It was a night for which we both had limitlessly waited; like the dreadfully
morbid corpse waits; for reinvigorating traces of spell bindingly perennial life,
It was a night for which we both had unendingly waited; like the gruesomely
barren sheets of lackadaisically sullen paper wait; for countless lines of exquisitely compassionate calligraphy,
It was a night for which we both had eternally waited; like the sullenly solitary epitome of the Herculean mountain waits; for a compassionately unbridled and impregnable embrace,
It was a night for which we both had untiringly waited; like the brutally parched buds of the tongue wait; for endless number of sips of gloriously Omnipotent water,
It was a night for which we both had unstoppably waited; like the unflinchingly true martyr waits; for the moment when he could altruistically shed his life for his unassailably sacrosanct motherland,
It was a night for which we both had frenetically waited; like the robustly seasoned cricket bat waits; for the first juicy full toss of the over to synergistically arrive,
It was a night for which we both had fervently waited; like the first jubilantly nubile petal of the scarlet rose waits; to be insuperably embraced and ecstatically smelt,
It was a night for which we both had indefinitely waited; like the traumatically bleeding feet wait; for being wholeheartedly welcomed by a pathway of poignant lotus's and ebulliently traversing through the same,
It was a night for which we both had indefatigably waited; like the miserably flailing wind of undefeatable righteousness waits; for the celestially victorious mirror of truth,
It was a night for which we both had intransigently waited; like the helplessly squeaking fledgling in the shattered nest waits; for its wings to ecstatically develop and wonderfully fly,
It was a night for which we both had irretrievably waited; like the remorsefully shriveled veins in the body wait; for incessantly fructifying streams of blessedly crimson blood,
It was a night for which we both had intractably waited; like the nostril ruthlessly buried an infinite feet beneath mundane earth waits; for unfathomable skies
of rhapsodically fresh breath,
It was a night for which we both had undyingly waited; like the indiscriminately pulverized heart and soul in the chest wait; for even the most diminutive innuendos and beats of immortal love,
And It was a night for which we both had unimaginably waited to perpetually
and wholesomely unite in mind; body; soul and breath; like every tangible organism on the planet waits for the Lord to enter its impoverished life; it was a night in which we were going to be forever bonded in the oceans of conjugal bliss; it was a night which was going to be our very first wedding night.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 10, 2019
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