The Fruit Of Ever-Pervadingly Fructifying Love.
A one to one with her majestically emphatic eyes; and I felt as if dancing in the aisles of pristinely burgeoning paradise; for an infinite more births of mine,
A one to one with her lusciously redolent lips; and I felt as if uninhibited exhilaration couldn't have been ever better; with my desire to survive now more insuperably profound; than the entire wave of existence on this fathomless planet,
A one to one with her impeccably royal conscience; and I felt as if there was the Sun of Omnipotent truth; on even the most infinitesimally fugitive cranny of this colossal Universe,
A one to one with her magically resplendent palms; and I felt as if I was united in the cosmos of everlasting humanity for times immemorial; as if I was destined to forever bond with every conceivable fraternity of mankind,
A one to one with her robustly effulgent cheeks; and I felt as if timelessly singing in the caverns of immaculately unadulterated childhood; wonderfully assimilating every ounce of heavenly mischief from the spell-binding atmosphere,
A one to one with her iridescently twinkling feet; and I felt as if unlimitedly fantasizing in the raindrops of untamed sensuality; with life seeming to be the ultimate dance of enriching optimism,
A one to one with her flirtatiously winking eyelashes; and I felt as if revived from countless feet beneath my cadaverously morbid grave; with every quintessential life as fresh as vividly poignant ocean salt,
A one to one with her euphorically passionate veins; and I felt as if the most emolliently empathizing organism on this boundless earth; invincibly coalescing with every celestial stream of living kind,
A one to one with her ravishingly cascading hair; and I felt every ounce of excitement on earth and endless kilometers beyond; had thunderously descended down in glorious unison; upon the treacherously emaciated pores of my dying skin,
A one to one with her tantalizingly exotic belly; and I felt as if the unsurpassably enchanting fabric of seductive night had blessedly arrived; even as acrimoniously blistering rays of the Sun stabbed me in the whites and blacks of my eyes,
A one to one with her mellifluously endowing voice; and I felt as if the most unprecedentedly ebullient epitomes of mesmerizing paradise; blissfully
enshrouded me from every construable side,
A one to one with her miraculously benevolent shadow; and I felt as if I had been wholesomely absolved of even the tiniest of my sins in past and present life; unassailably wrapped in the belly of unflinching compassion for centuries unfathomable,
A one to one with her artistically eclectic fingers; and I felt as if the mantra of "United We Stand"; was the only sermon to panoramically survive for a countless births beyond my truncated time,
A one to one with her endlessly subliming camaraderie; and I felt as if the power of gregariously bonding oneness; was an ardor greater than the greatest of wealth on this inexhaustibly charming globe,
A one to one with her fantastically evolving brain; and I felt as if perennially priceless life spawned out of bizarrely tawdry nothingness; jubilantly embellishing every cranny of the lackadaisically corrupt world; with the fragrance of triumphant fantasy,
A one to one with her gloriously golden sweat; and I felt as if the essence of unconquerable honesty; timelessly transcended over even the most infidel whisker of the devil; frivolously transgressing venerated mother soil,
A one to one with her Omnipresently godly soul; and I felt as if holistically consecrated by the winds of divine disarmament; with every trace of haplessly deteriorating terrorism; forever and ever and ever evaporating into the coffins of hell,
A one to one with her melodiously sweet nape; and I felt as if rainshowers of torrential virility erupted from even the most deadened pores of my skin; as I unstoppably surged forward to continue the Lord's sacrosanct chapters of procreation,
A one to one with her unbelievably exultating bosom; and I felt as if my body was nothing but a gorge of endlessly augmenting desire; harmoniously placated by virgin milk in the kingly atmosphere,
A one to one with her victoriously fiery breath; and I felt as if the unshakably intrepid elixir of life could never ever end; with even the most disastrously penalizing trauma on this planet; wonderfully metamorphosing into a cloud of revitalizing happiness,
And a one to one with her immortally throbbing heartbeats; and I felt as I was born to do nothing; to say nothing; to dream nothing; to spawn nothing; but just the fruit of ever-pervadingly fructifying love; love and only beautiful love.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 14, 2019
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