You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 13 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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29. LIKE THERE WERE  AN INFINITE MORE TOMORROWS

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my tantalizingly  svelte lips this very moment; but like there were going be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and

undyingly augmenting compassion,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my jubilantly intrepid forehead this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and inimitably priceless understanding,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my exhilaratingly nubile feet this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and beautifully untainted adventure,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my poignantly blossoming cheeks this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and spell-bindingly inebriated flirtation,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my sensuously embellished eyelashes this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and profusely exemplary mischief,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my intricately sensitive ears this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and ebulliently enlightening whispering,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my irrefutably persevering sweat this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and resplendently emollient righteousness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my seductively wavering nape this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and ubiquitously unending cavorting,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my fantastically unbridled belly this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and triumphantly unconquerable virility,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my ecstatically burgeoning bosom this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and victoriously unceasing fieriness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my candidly emphatic eyes this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and timelessly insuperable solidarity,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my fearlessly unprejudiced chest this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and magically ameliorating selflessness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my inexplicably cris-crossed palms this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and limitlessly enigmatic destiny,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my ravishingly titillating hair this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and vivaciously effulgent uncanniness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my altruistically Spartan hands this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and eternally emancipating goodness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my magnetically enticing shadow this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and indefatigably healing togetherness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my blissfully rhapsodic throat this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and tirelessly proliferating mellifluousness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my impeccably unimpeachable conscience this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and miraculously amalgamating truthfulness,

 

I wanted you to kiss me on my unshakably blessed heart; this very moment; but like there were going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting

and immortally Omnipotent love,

 

And I wanted you to kiss me on my unsurpassably passionate nostrils this very moment; but like there going to be an infinite more tomorrows of our perpetually uniting and symbiotically humanitarian existence .

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