Time After Time After Time. Each Time. Everytime.
It really didn't matter to me even an infinitesimal trifle; if there wasn't the most optimistically Omnipotent of Sun outside my door; to timelessly consecrate every unfinished desire of mine; to the hilt of infinite infinity,
It really didn't matter to me even an inconspicuous trifle; if there wasn't the most vivaciously fathomless Sea outside my door; to unbelievably tantalize even the most evanescent cranny of my skin for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes,
It really didn't matter to me even an obfuscated trifle; if there weren't the most eternally invincible Mountains outside my door; to compassionately sequester every disastrously shuddering bone of my body; as diabolical hell torrentially rained down on earth,
It really didn't matter to me even a cloistered trifle; if there weren't the most enigmatically inebriating Forests outside my door; to perennially perpetuate the fragrance of symbiotic existence in every of my haplessly dying breath,
It really didn't matter to me even a fugitive trifle; if there wasn't the most resplendently bountiful Waterfall outside my door; to inexhaustibly reinvigorate my sinfully deteriorating desire to survive,
It really didn't matter to me even an ethereal trifle; if there weren't the most sensuously crimson Clouds outside my door; to unabashedly catapult me into the most ebulliently triumphant realms of paradise,
It really didn't matter to me even a fleeting trifle; if there wasn't the most unassailably ever-pervading Sky outside my door; to engender me to discover the ultimate horizons of my impoverished existence,
It really didn't matter to me even an oblivious trifle; if there wasn't the most mellifluously enchanting Sound outside my door; to unceasingly enshroud every dormitory of my frazzled life with victoriously untamed delight,
It really didn't matter to me even a mercurial trifle; if there wasn't the most seductively tranquil Shadow outside my door; to indefatigably cajole me into the wisps of celestially fructifying sleep,
It really didn't matter to me even a disappearing trifle; if there wasn't the most bounteously virile Woman outside my door; to tirelessly prompt me to explore every rhapsodically emollient intricacy of my potent manhood,
It really didn't matter to me even a forlorn trifle; if there wasn't the most wonderfully vibrant Meadow outside my door; to invite me back into the cradle of my amazingly impeccable and uninhibited childhood,
It really didn't matter to me even a transient trifle; if there weren't the most iridescently innocuous Stars outside my door; to unshakably enlighten the complexion of my every drearily asphyxiating and treacherous night,
It really didn't matter to me even a dilapidated trifle; if there wasn't the most impregnably Heavenly Moon outside my door; to steer me through every acrimonious hurdle of my life; with the ease of a newly born silken prince,
It really didn't matter to me even a fleeting trifle; if there wasn't the most astoundingly ameliorating magicians outside my door; to liberate me of even the most ghastliest of my tribulations; transform the monotonously dull space around me; into paradise divine,
It really didn't matter to me even a feckless trifle; if there weren't the most indomitably learned philosophers/saints outside my door; to endlessly soliloquize to me the ideologies of effulgent truth; love and beauty in the chapters of my vividly enthralling life,
It really didn't matter to me even a teeny trifle; if there wasn't the most glittering caverns of pure Gold outside my door; to forever ensure that the definitions of maliciously pulverizing poverty stayed an infinite kilometers away from my diminutively robust form,
It really didn't matter to me even an indescribable trifle; if there wasn't the most mischievously jubilant flirtation outside my door; to make me feel eternally young and fantastically virile; although I stood on the absolute brink of inevitable death,
It really didn't matter to me even an insouciant trifle; if there wasn't the most Omnisciently everlasting breath outside my door; to bestow upon me the
prowess to holistically survive for a countless more blessed lifetimes,
If only; whenever I did open the door of my passionately throbbing heart;
whenever I did open the door of my ecstatically emancipating soul; whenever I did open the door of my euphorically searching eyes; whenever I did open the door of my amiably unfettered dwelling; there was you and none else but you O! Heavenly Beloved to take me in your mesmerizing arms and immortally bond with the beats of my life; again and again and again; time after time after time; each time; everytime.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 14, 2019
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