You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 6 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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45. I WANTED YOU TO LIVE FOR A THOUSAND CENTURIES 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every century unfolding; having a million years,

The smile on your luscious lips profoundly enlightening the pallid atmosphere. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every year unleashing; having a million months,

The charisma of your immaculate demeanor; incarcerating me thoroughly in its divine grace. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every month unveiling; having a million fortnights,

The empathy in your intricate eyes; making me oblivious to this monotonous world. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every fortnight releasing; having a million weeks,

The fragrance of your silhouette; tickling my conscience with inevitable strokes of attraction. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every week blossoming; having a million days,

The overwhelming melody in your voice inundating the atmosphere with supreme rhapsody; putting me to celestial sleep. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every day ripening; having a million hours,

The mystical aura of your blissful presence; entrenching me in entirety; catapulting me into surreptitious realms of heaven. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every hour passing; having a million minutes,

The tenderness of your silken touch; making me exorbitantly realize that I was alive.

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every minute discharging; having a million seconds,

The satiny cascade of your tantalizing hair; encompassing every arena of my body. 

 

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every second zipping; by having a million passionate breaths,

The throbbing of your heart amalgamating with mine; making me practically invincible from all sides. 

 

I wouldn’t mind if all fantasies of my life miserably failed; but it my humble plea to you O! Omnipresent creator,

To convert this fantasy of mine into a perpetual reality; Bonding us together for times and centuries immemorial .

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