Monthly Archives: October 2006

Its like the highest summit of the Himalayas suddenly feeling disastrously pale and defeated; even infront of the most infinitesimally lackluster of squandering ants,

Its like those unlimited swarm of bumble bees suddenly feeling extremely bitter and remorseful; even in the heart of their hives—profusely inundated with nothing else but celestial honey,

Its like the flamboyantly brilliant Sun suddenly feeling as if pathetically squatting in limp darkness; even in the midst of the most tempestuously sweltering afternoon,

Its like the most towering of dinosaur suddenly feeling unable to gobble a minuscule leaf; even as several thousand of its teeth uncontrollably minced and roared to devour endless civilizations; just for morning breakfast,

Its like an infinite avalanches of the most frozen ice suddenly feeling like melting into nothingness; even as the chilliest winds of unsparing winter made mercury dip to several hundred degrees below trusted zero,

Its like the most robustly rollicking of body suddenly feeling like starving to an inconsolable death; even when sumptuously fed every hour with the best fruits and ingredients of nature divine,

Its like the most holistically inimitable brain suddenly feeling like heading towards inexplicable dementia; even when effortlessly solving the most pragmatic problems of mathematics at unbelievable speeds,

Its like the most amazingly fecund patches of timelessly proliferating earth suddenly feeling infertile; even infront of the disgracefully impotent wails of the vindictive eunuch,

Its like the stringently unstoppable needles of the clock suddenly feeling like stagnating in the mortuaries of solitariness; even as time inexhaustibly ticked forward to unveil into a revolutionary new tomorrow,

Its like the most gorgeously burgeoning of rose suddenly feeling asphyxiated from all quarters with worthless stink; even when people from all quarters of the globe were inevitably drawn solely to its invincible scent,

Its like the eternally rising sea wave suddenly feeling like the most listlessly pulverized weed; even infront of the fetid pile of slush incongruously blabbering near the lifeless gutter,

Its like the exuberantly twinkling star suddenly feeling that blackness was the sole ruler of the sadistic night; even though it filtered the most optimistic path of hope to survive in the darkness; savagely menacing around,

Its like the very first showers of ecstatically torrential rain suddenly feeling lividly desolate; even infront of the most worthlessly cringing and miserably abandoned desert sands,

Its like ebullient blood gushing through the veins suddenly feeling as if it belonged to someplace else; even as it indefatigably pumped the heart with unconquerable exhilaration,

Its like the majestic spider perched in the center of its web suddenly feeling decimated by a boundless feet on ground; even though the strands of silk absorbed it more compassionately and profound; into its own perseveringly crafted castle,

Its like the most wondrously efficacious panacea on this planet suddenly feeling that it was abhorrent venom; even though it marvelously and untiringly continued on its miraculous healing spree,

Its like the strongest foundation on soil suddenly feeling it’d worthlessly buried a countless feet under dead soil; even though it hadn’t moved a whisker; in the most treacherously vengeful earthquake of the decade,

Its like the most immortal of heartbeat suddenly feeling blasphemously betrayed; even though the sky of perpetual love continued to harness and replenish the most inconspicuous of its desires,

And I can assure you, it was indeed much worse than all of the above; a feeling too unthinkably cursed to describe to even the goriest of devils out there; when though I had the entire wealth of the world—but unfortunately wasn’t writing poetry…

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There were infinite voices that lingered in this
Universe; some as tangy as the vivacious oceans; while
some blew more hoarser than the volatile dragons,
But your mesmerizing tunes were the only ones I heard;
catapulting me into the rhapsodically divine land of
the God’s….

There were infinite hair that floated in this
Universe; some as hideously obdurate as the pigs skin;
while some more tantalizing than the ultimate of
seductresses,
But your ravishing follicles were the only ones which
tickled every iota of my entire demeanor; making me
perpetually dream even in the most chaotic pandemonium
besieging me from all sides….

There were infinite lips that kissed in this Universe;
some as blunt as miserably squashed tomato curry;
while some more voluptuous than the contours of the
milky moon,
But your uninhibited smiles were the only ones which
triggered in me blistering infernos till the sky;
giving me a new mission to exist; at every fading
footstep of mine…

There were infinite shadows that fluttered in this
Universe; some as mystical as the ethereal mirages;
while some more tumultuously effusive than the
chattering peacocks,
But your majestic reflection was the only one which
cast an impregnable spell upon my countenance; as I
found myself in the land of ultimate paradise; every
time I rattled up from deep sleep…

There were infinite eyes that revolved in this
Universe; some as seducing as the angels bouncing in
the cosmos; while some more silent than morbid stones
strewn rampantly near the corpse,
But your gloriously royal eyelashes were the only ones
I sighted; propelling me to incessantly flirt;
nostalgically drifting me back into those moments once
again; when I was an innocuous child…

There were infinite hands that philandered in this
Universe; some as magnetic as the lotus’s caress;
while some more pugnaciously harder than the toughest
of bricks,
But your immaculate fingers were the only ones which
impregnated in me the tenacity to defend; rise up to
every occasion and obstacle in monotonously pragmatic
life…

There were infinite skins that stimulated in this
Universe; some as impeccable as flawless cow’s milk;
while some more vibrant than the unfathomable
battalion of swarming bees,
But your alluring flesh was the only one which
titillated me beyond realms of unlimited eternity;
making me desire above all the wonderful beauty
profusely deluging this planet…

There were infinite breaths that weaved in this
Universe; some as fiery as the volcano’s swirling
frenziedly towards the clouds; while some more serene
than the magnificently cushioned waters of the placid
lake,
But your heavenly fragrance was the only one which I
wholeheartedly inhaled; instilling in me the
insurmountable capacity to live a thousand lives; in a
single lifetime…

And there were infinite hearts that palpitated in this
Universe; some as rhythmic as the wonderfully
cascading waterfalls; while some more passionate than
the flamboyant rays of the golden Sun,
But your immortal beats were the only ones which had
bonded with mine even centuries before I was born;
infact the sole reason that I was breathing blissfully
today; staring death in its face; and yet alive…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Short stubs of sharp black hair,
Sprouting from skin pores of unshaven flesh,
Long hair with untrimmed side locks,
Bearing heaps of white dandruff powder,
Corn dried lips chapped at sides,
Nostrils emitting hardened mass of mucus,
Eardrums filled with coats of sordid yellow wax,
Streaks of dirt lining angular neck,
Pus cells activated in lower eye,
Broken eyebrows curled in disarray,
Uncut fingernails adhered to mud,
Armpits spreading undesirable stench,
White teeth pearls dulled to chocolate brown,
Scribbled writing on all quarters of palm,
Tightly fit bedraggled clothes,
With gaping holes in shirt and vest,
Ants gnawing at chunks of stuck honey,
On projecting wide shoulder bone,
Sports shoe lining coated with coal tar,
I moan in utter dismay and lost hope,
As I stare at my unwashed demeanor; my unpolished body in the mirror.

Who told you that you were ugly; when infact I found
you to be the most amazing and beautiful person in
this world,

Who told you that you were thick skinned; when infact
I considered you to be the most tender; the most
innocuously sweet,

Who told you that you were dismally fat; when infact I
perceived you to be a dainty angel; having freshly
descended from the sky,

Who told you that your lips were as swollen as the
hippopotamus; when infact I cognized them to be soaked
in deep cherry wine; each time I had the privilege of
kissing them,

Who told you that your hair was like unruly & long
fibers diffusing from the gutter; when infact I
perceived them to be a river of golden honey; in which
I took refuge in my times of distress,

Who told you that your nostrils breathed hostile
flames; when infact I felt stupendously passionate
breath drift through; whenever you stood close by my
side,

Who told you that your color was blacker than
horrendous charcoal; when infact I found it to be as
resplendent as the voluptuous lotus; even under
pugnacious rays of the Sun,

Who told you that your footsteps reverberated noise of
an approaching dinosaur; when infact I was mesmerized
every second; as their tinkling sounds mystically
announced your presence,

Who told you that your tongue stuttered on every word
you spoke; when infact I felt that your speech was
astoundingly clear and ravishing,

Who told you that
your fingers made a mess of every meal; when infact I
relished every item you prepared; catapulting me into
the aisles of unprecedented fantasy,

Who told you that your teeth jutted out like a hideous
demon; when infact I found them like scintillating
globules of snow; pelting from the sky; every time you
smiled,

Who told you that your sweat smelt of rotten fish;
when infact it was the most alluring scent that I had
ever inhaled; putting me off instantly into blissful
sleep,

Who told you that your ears were stone deaf; when
infact I felt that they could trace the most inaudible
of my whispers; listen to the tiniest of my heartbeat,

Who told you that your height was as tall as the
giant; when infact I always found you perfect and till
my lips; those moments when I embraced you,

Who told you that your clothes had perennial stains of
oil in them; for infact I always found the most
cleanest of my fabric; embarrassingly sordid in front
of them,

Who told you that you looked like a skeleton with
hardly any flesh on your body; when infact I always
saw flames of pure passion burning in your eyes;
enamoring shades of pink enveloping your flesh at all
times,

And even if the entire world condemned you
beyond the point of redemption; I would still consider
you to be the most fascinating person existing; the
most lovable entity on this planet; and my heart would
be purely yours; YOURS ONLY FOREVER…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

You’re the answer to all my riddles in life;
miraculously healing all my traumatized agonies; with
the insatiable magic in your voice,

You’re the voice that makes me celestially rest;
shrugging all my frazzled vagaries into non-existent
wisps of oblivion,

You’re a mountain of invincible strength that I needed
when I disdainfully collapsed; incessantly inspiring
me to add vibrant dimensions to every tomorrow that
blissfully unfurls,

You’re an incredulous magical wand; that metamorphoses
all my staggering impossible’s; into the winds of
irrefutably blazing triumph,

You’re a cloud of innocent angels; that always made me
feel I was that euphorically bouncing child once
again; even as I treacherously slipped towards the
corridors of extinction,

You’re a bountiful paradise of newness; triggering me
to indefatigably fantasize all brilliant day; and even
while embracing the mists of diabolical midnight,

You’re an idol of astoundingly philanthropic
benevolence; instilling in me the indispensable
ingredients of everlasting mankind,

You’re a river of perpetual harmony that cascaded past
my window; making me wholesomely bask in the
stupendous glory of natures mystical endowment,

You’re a bow of astronomical courage; relentlessly
transpiring me to unflinchingly fight for my
ruthlessly incarcerated tribe,

You’re a marvelously glistening shore that harbors all
impoverished in your compassionate warmth; teaching me
to forever salute the immortal religion of humanity,

You’re a fountain of divinely peace; bestowing my
famished existence; with pearls of royal wisdom and
unconquerable unity,

You’re a tantalizing seductress dancing in the aisles
of untamed desire; compelling me to take an infinite
births; as every minute unveiled into delightfully
charismatic light,

You’re a rainbow of vivaciously versatile diversity;
propelling me to intransigently discover and explore;
the unfathomably wonderful beauty of this sacrosanct
planet,

You’re an Omnipotent flame of never-ending hope;
enlightening each aspect of my depravingly sinister
existence; with the stupendous optimism of your
heavenly stride,

You’re a magnanimous reflection of poignant empathy;
wonderfully pacifying the devastated rebel in my
veins; with the benign smile on your majestic lips,

You’re an enigmatic tunnel of unbelievable
enthrallment; that never lets me exhaust in my
conquest for success; fomenting me to plunge every
instant; into the valley of unsurpassable adventure,

You’re an epitome of beautifully revered sharing;
nourishing each element of my lecherously debilitated
existence; with the passion in your godly soul,

You’re a township that keeps proliferating into
newness all the time; massacring even the most
inconspicuous trace of rust; frustration;
dilapidation; from my penurious life,

Over and above all; you’re the girl whom I have not
just simply loved; but an Omniscient messiah who was
my breath; my body; my blood; every time God had
granted me life on this earth…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

I was profoundly enchanted by her; relishing her soft
caress till times immemorial,

I felt privileged by her presence; everytime she
drifted with me standing in open mouthed
consternation,

I stared at her unrelentingly all night; even as the
last person on this planet had gone off to sleep,

I admired her relentlessly till my last breath;
although my voice had become horrendously hoarse; and
my tongue incorrigibly refrained to swish an inch
further,

I kissed her infinite number of times; with smooch of
mine; igniting unfathomable desires in me; to do it
all over again,

I was drowning in her honey coated eyes; with the
mascara in her lashes casting over me a spell
impossible to break,

I clasped my hands securely over her demeanor;
blocking every possible source of acerbic light
striking her dainty skin,

I pacified all the uncouth pangs of hunger arising in
my stomach; as I was lost in cognizing my destiny in
the intricate lines of my palms,

I whistled incessantly as she glided by; flooding her
ears with the inferno blazing in my tunes,

I sprinkled golden dust on her body; as she
overwhelmingly enjoyed the silken powder; voluptuously
tickling her skin beyond the point of no control,

I was simply mesmerized by the titillating cascade of
her hair; and the grace embedded in her form; made me
stumble; even before I put down my first foot to walk,

I compared her visage with the angels dancing daintily
in the heavens; with the ravishing fragrance that
diffused from her persona; putting me in a state of
immortal bliss,

I craved all night and day for her enchanting touch;
the vividly painted nails on her fingers; circulating
at electric speeds through each pore of my skin,

I worshipped her feet; like I had worshipped no God;
no deity that I had every encountered on the surface
of this globe,

I slept even on a blanket of acrimonious thorns; as I
was completely lost in the essence of what she spoke;
kept iterating the same words in my mind; till the
time it had eradicated all other traces of memory,

I commenced to cry worse than the newly born child;
even if I missed her presence for less than a fraction
of a second,

I ran as she ran; walked as she walked; halted when
she halted; ate when she ate; emulated every action of
hers; howsoever much it might have seemed worthless
and inconspicuous to the outside world,

I emptied all the blood running through my veins; even
as she uttered the slightest of scream; even as just a
small fragment of her flesh was ripped apart a trifle
by the blowing wind,

And I know by now you must be burning in the aisles of
jealously sweetheart! But let me tell you that there
was not any rhyme or reason for you to do so darling;
as the person I have been mentioning in all the
previous lines; was none other than YOUR VELVETY
SHADOW…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Your love for me was not like the disloyally changing
shape of the Moon; which blatantly metamorphosed its
pearly body at the onset of every night,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the resplendent blanket of shimmering stars which
shone for countless decades; illuminating my gloomy
household with enchanting light.

Your love for me was not like the tumultuous storm;
which devoured even the minutest of entity in its
thunderous swirl,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the delectable draught of wind; which arose every
evening; mystically tingling the camouflage of dense
leaves with its dainty charm and grace.

Your love for me was not like the poignantly burning
candle; which diminished wholesomely; a few minutes
after ferociously igniting into a ball of flames,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the fire which burnt unrelentingly towards the
sky; becoming more and more passionate as the pinnacle
of darkness encroached every space.

Your love for me was not like the swanky bottle of
expensive scent; which started to rot away soon after
initially flooding every bit of scorched atmosphere,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the stupendously fragrant lotus; which spread its
essence without distinction; captivated me for many
births yet to unveil in the aura of its enigmatic
redolence.

Your love for me was not like the callous bird mother;
who deserted her children a few days after they had
hatched from the egg; and after adeptly teaching them
to fly high,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the human mother; who harnessed and nourished her
baby for marathon years even after he attained
maturity; catered to the most inconspicuous of his
demand till the time she found herself on her
inevitable deathbed.

Your love for me was not like pelting drops of violent
rain; which gave just momentary pleasure to my flesh
and then left me dry and mourning as the blistering
Sun crept up in the sky,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the colossal ocean with piquantly escalating
waves; which provided warmth and rejuvenation to my
dirty body; at the unleashing of dawn every morning.

Your love for me was not like a sleazy television
commercial; which sent ravishing chills down my spine
as the instant I viewed it; and then left me longing
for more as the boring news came by,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the mesmerizing fable that had an unprecedented
impact on my destiny; bequeathed a moral to my life.

Your love for me was not like slippery granules of
sand; which seductively caressed my skin for fraction
of seconds; and then unavoidably trickled onto the
boiling soil,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the century old Banyan tree which had its roots
firmly impregnated in ground; was almost invincible to
dismantle even when the entire army tried to tear it
down.

Your love for me was not like the swashbuckling
aircraft which transported the passenger at electric
speeds from one destination to another; made him feast
on the magnificent cocoon of white clouds as he sipped
wine seated on the plush upholstery; before eventually
leaving him to crawl miserably towards his destination
on naked feet,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the divine fairy wandering in the cosmos; who
inundated my senses every unfurling second with all
the pleasure and fantasy that existed on this planet.

And your love for me was not like the throbbing heart
which palpitated beyond the point of no control at one
instant, and relinquished breath the other; abandoning
me in a condition of complete disbelief and disarray;
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the soul which was timeless; which would continue
to live for unfathomable number of years even after
the last entity on this earth had died; which
strangulated me entirely in its perpetual grip; which
gave my life a new beginning every time I felt I was
dead.

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Your Kiss; was like sensuous droplets of fresh rain
water; magnificently caressing the petals of the
majestically blossoming rose,

Your Kiss; was like the marvelously young fledglings
pecking on their mothers compassionately silken
breast; enveloping my frigidly trembling countenance
with the warmth of miraculously Omniscient
togetherness,

Your Kiss; was like untamed streaks of flamboyant
thunder in fathomless sky; igniting sparks of
unparalleled enchantment on every step that I nimbly
transgressed,

Your Kiss; was like a splendidly burgeoning inferno of
everlasting happiness; engulfing even the most
traumatically anguished cranny of my life with
unfathomably unending triumph,

Your Kiss; was like an avalanche of unsurpassably
augmenting yearning; triggering me to take a countless
more births to relish its wonderful softness again and
again,

Your Kiss; was like a mirror which solely reflected
the mesmerizing entrenchment of resplendent paradise;
blissfully inundating even the most famished pore of
my existence with unbelievably gorgeous exultation,

Your Kiss; was like a fairy dancing tirelessly in the
aisles of tantalizing graciousness; painting the
lugubriously remorseful canvas of my life with;
vivaciously magical colors of symbiotic existence,

Your Kiss; was like the Omnipresently eternal
blessings of Almighty Lord; holistically replenishing
each aspect of my life with the aristocratically
supreme embellishment of; unconquerable mankind,

Your Kiss; was like a romantically poignant expedition
that never ended; uncontrollably metamorphosing me
more and more into a cloud of insatiable fantasy; as
the Sun rolled down the hills,

Your Kiss; was like a relentlessly marching
unflinching soldier who never knew what it was to look
back; perpetuating each element of my bedraggled
visage with the vibrantly charismatic melody of
enchanting life,

Your Kiss; was like an uninhibited bird soaring
through the endless cosmos; celestially liberating
even the most insidiously lambasted vein of body; into
a cloudburst of limitless ecstasy,

Your Kiss; was like gregariously unfurling dewdropp of
beauty; handsomely transpiring me to blend with even
the most mercurial rudiments of my past time,

Your Kiss; was like the royally galloping panther with
a mischievous smile; making me gorgeously reminisce
all my moments of exuberant childhood; flirtatiously
rollicking in the caverns of timelessness,

Your Kiss; was like unassailable flames of blazingly
crimson fire in the heart of the deadened lake;
irrefutably making me realize that life was to be led
each moment like a prince; no matter what adversities
did acrimoniously stab me in my way,

Your Kiss; was like the vividly eclectic feathers of
the ravishingly titillating pea*****; superbly deluging
the fabric of my morbidly vengeful life with
inimitable dexterity and astoundingly undefeated
charm,

Your Kiss; was like the most unshakably heavenly walls
of sparkling truth that spawned on this gigantic
Universe; Omnipotently substituting even the most
parsimonious fraction of lechery in my demeanor with
the mantra of humanitarian righteousness,

Your Kiss; was like an ebulliently tangy wave which
never crashed; transporting every pore of my flesh
higher and higher into the clouds of exotic ecstasy as
each instant rapidly unleashed into a wholesome
minute,

Your Kiss; was like a priceless forest of
aristocratically panoramic breath; perpetually
ensuring that the beats of my existence forever
blended with the chapters of proliferation; even as
hell blended with earth at every step,

And Your Kiss; was like the ingratiating cry of
immortal love; unbelievably emancipating me of all my
loneliness in mystical life; making me experience the
everlasting shine of the divine; on even the most
disparagingly obfuscated path of mine….

©copyright—2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

When my love was on your hair; it lingered in
overwhelming fascination; of your majestic exuberance
drifting royally with the compassionate winds,

When my love was on your forehead; it bonded with
threads of your sacred imagery; the mesmerizing
fantasies that revolved in your mind,

When my love was on your eyebrows; it moved subtly
like a crown princess; everytime you raised them to
quell; the innocent quandaries of your life,

When my love was on your eyelashes; it frolicked like
a new born child; relinquishing all apprehensions of
the uncouthly manipulative society,

When my love was on your eyes; it eyes; it witnessed
the extraneous earth outside; as the most
unsurpassably divine mission of existence,

When my love was on your nose; it coined new
definitions of an optimistic tomorrow; feeling
stronger than any entity alive; in the swirl of your
impregnable breath,

When my love was on your cheeks; it mischievously
philandered in the mountains of desire; profusely
astounded by your seductive flurry of crimson blushes,

When my love was on your lips; it learnt the ultimate
kiss of its life; exploring the rhapsodic periphery
and the fabulous pink; to the most insatiable of its
heart’s content,

When my love was on your teeth; it felt more secure
than the impregnable fortress; as you clenched them
into your immaculate smile,

When my love was on your throat; it romanced in the
tunes of stupendously melodious enchantment;
wholesomely lost in the cadence of unfathomably
unending ecstasy,

When my love was on your Adams apple; it rejoiced in
boundless moments of ebullient survival; felt like a
freshly born infant; bouncing incessantly in the lap
of its mother,

When my love was on your shoulders; it admired your
indefatigably perseverance to be the absolute best;
uninhibitedly lending your shoulders to the service of
all humanity,

When my love was on your hands; it intricately traced
the enigmatic lines of destiny on your impeccable
palms; bonding with their philanthropic spirit for
centuries unprecedented,

When my love was on your soul; it felt the closest to
God on this Universe; drowning in a world of benign
beauty and mankind,

When my love was on your chest; it coalesced
perpetually with your passionately thundering heart;
utterly spell bound by the irrefutably righteous voice
of your conscience,

When my love was on your belly; it titillated itself
beyond the boundaries of untamed control; as you
swished your ravenous visage; to ignite fireballs of
yearning in the morbidly dwindling night,

When my love was on your legs; it relentlessly marched
towards the kingdom of goodness; pulverizing all
diabolical demons which came its way,
When my love was on your reflection; it perennially
felt the richest possession alive; embracing all on
this Universe; as a united breeze of blissful
existence,

And when my love was on your feet; it became your
immortal slave; not only for this birth; but for
infinite more life’s and death you were destined to
breathe; you were definite to come…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Your hair were as vivacious as the pelting drops of
rain; cascading tantalizingly over your petite
shoulders,

Your eyes were as voluptuous as freshly extracted red
wine; drowning me in an ocean of unparalleled
enchantment,

Your feet were as intricate as the daintily glistening
stars; engendering me to worship them incessantly in
meek obeisance,

Your hands were the sole source of my destiny; with
their resplendent softness sending shivers down my
spine as they gently caressed me,

Your lips were like mesmerizing fountains of golden
honey; putting me into a celestial stupor with their
fleet of enigmatic tunes,

Your skin was as silken as pure cow milk;
metamorphosing into tinges of passionate scarlet as
you strolled past my side,

Your fingers were as beautiful as the rudimentary tree
roots; exotically igniting unburned fires in my
persona as they weaved through my scalp,

Your teeth were a formidable fortress of magnificent
ivory; prominently depicting the most fascinating of
smiles that I had ever perceived in this world,

Your voice was sweeter than the most melodious of
cuckoo; pacifying my conglomerate of profoundly
agitated nerves better than the best of painkiller,

Your cheeks were as tangy as the ravishing cluster of
crimson cherries; portraying your incredulously sweet
aura even in the most horrendously appalling darkness,

Your neck was as flexible as the undulating waves of
the ocean; turning instantaneously to even the most
minuscule of my command,

Your sweat was as golden as the glittering slabs of
gold; sparkling gorgeously under belligerent rays of
the fiery Sun,

Your stomach was as sensuous as the bathing shark;
fomenting me to wake up in utter bewilderment; even
from the midst of impregnably deep sleep,

Your ears were as sharp as the mystically beaked owl;
intricately deciphering even the most incoherent of my
whispers,

Your armpits were like the entrance to divine heaven;
enticing me incorrigibly to take shelter under their
stupendously alluring grace,

Your tongue was like the fabulously redolent rose;
flooding my dead veins with inexorable exhilaration as
it slurped white pints of titillating champagne,

Your blood was like the flamboyant island of Sun;
incinerating the inferno of love simmering in my veins
to animatedly leap towards the sky,

Your countenance was like the Royal princess;
immortally bonding me in the invincible arms of your
unfathomable desire,

And your heart was the best in the entire cosmos;
throbbing indefatigably without the slightest of rest;
throbbing relentlessly even in the most gruesomely
dismal of situation; more importantly than all;
throbbing louder than ferocious thunder in the sky
when it witnesses me; as it only and irrefutably mine…

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