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

2. IRREFUTABLY PRICELESS 

The earrings which she adorned came at a price; but her voluptuously dangling earlobes; were irrefutably priceless,

The mascara which she had so scrupulously painted came at a price; but her enchantingly intriguing eyelids; were irrefutably priceless,

The anklets which she wore came at a price; but her courageously intricate feet; were irrefutably priceless,

The lipstick which she decorated her lips with came at a price; but her celestially exuberant smile; was irrefutably priceless,

The scent which she applied to her armpits came at a price; but her river of exotically golden perspiration; was irrefutably priceless,

The color which she meticulously embossed on her nails came at a price; but her daintily impeccable fingers; were irrefutably priceless,

The car in which she traversed came at a price; but her ingratiatingly magnanimous shadow; was irrefutably priceless,

The morsels of food which she consumed came at a price; but her tantalizingly swishing and flawless stomach; was irrefutably priceless,

The novels which she browsed through came at a price; but the melody in her stupendously incarcerating voice; was irrefutably priceless,

The mattress on which she slept came at a price; but her fabulously captivating repertoire of dreams; was irrefutably priceless,

The binoculars through which she sighted the fathomless beauty of this Universe came at a price; but her poignantly divine stare; was irrefutably priceless,

The pen with which she wrote came at a price; but the conglomerate of profusely handsome lines on the back of her palms; were irrefutably priceless,

The gallons of contemporary shampoo she used came at a price; but the seductive ensemble of her whispering hair; was irrefutably priceless,

The watch she wound on her wrists came at a price; but the cherished moments which she spent with her passionate breath tingling down beside me; were

irrefutably priceless,

The computer in which she recorded her data came at a price; but the incredulous mountain of conviction in her mind; was irrefutably priceless,

The shoes she camouflaged her feet with came at a price; but the innocuously immortal trail which she left on the paths she transgressed; were irrefutably

priceless,

The sunglasses she encapsulated her eyes with came at a price; but her tears of incomprehensible ecstasy; were irrefutably priceless,

The shimmering chain with which she entrenched her neck came at a price; but the philanthropically impeccable boundaries of her soul; were irrefutably priceless,

And the clothes she wore to incarcerate her flesh came at a price; but her passionately throbbing heart which harbored nothing else but the spirit of perpetual love; was irrefutably priceless .