You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 8 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

1. ONCE AGAIN 

After witnessing your ravishingly enamoring eyes; I felt as if as bountiful feathers of beauty had descended upon this impoverished planet; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your fabulously congenial lips; I felt as if the drearily dilapidated winds had suddenly commenced to vivaciously sing; once again; after

centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your tantalizingly delectable belly; I felt as if stars in the sky had profoundly enlightened every cranny of this ludicrously gloomy planet; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your immaculately golden cheeks; I felt as if the withering summits had ebulliently escalated well above the corridors of azure sky; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your voluptuously bushy eyebrows; I felt as if the monotonously bedraggled Universe had embraced the aisles of uninhibited freedom; once

again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your ingratiatingly mesmerizing voice; I felt as if the blanket of manipulatively bizarre apprehensions had metamorphosed into an enchanting paradise; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your immaculately compassionate palms; I felt as if streams of tingling melody cascaded through the agonizingly scorching sands; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your stupendously brazen hair; I felt as if the unfathomable battalion of sullen peacocks; danced the best dance of their lives; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your profusely inscrutable shadow; I felt as if each ray of the majestic Sun scintillated in magnificent brilliance; once again; after centuries

immemorial,

After witnessing your marvelously ecstatic earlobes; I felt as if milky moonlight seductively chased all beauty on this fathomless earth; once again; after

centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your gloriously gyrating belly; I felt as if angels had plummeted down from the cosmos to frolic; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your unbelievably inebriating redolence; I felt as if the lackadaisical evening blazed through the corridors of untamed exhilaration; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your intriguingly sprouting nostrils; I felt as if every treacherously tyrannized stone on this earth had metamorphosed into celestial life; once

again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your incredulously glistening fingers; I felt as if a carpet of astounding enthrallment had settled miraculously on every dwelling besieged with inexplicable pain; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your supremely divinely sound; I felt as if all those tottering pathetically towards the tunnels of abominable extinction had got a reason to

live; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your majestically poignant feet; I felt as if a fantastically euphoric garden of roses had spawned on every desolately capricious path; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your astonishingly sparkling perspiration; I felt as if the clouds of prosperity had caressed the globe’s feet; once again; after centuries immemorial,

After witnessing your passionately diffusing breath; I felt as if the perpetual essence of peace and unity had ubiquitously disseminated to every quarter of the

staggering planet; once again; after centuries immemorial,

And after witnessing your immortally beating heart; I felt as if every invidiously sinister anecdote of uncouth betrayal had transformed into the chapter of

eternal love; love and only love; once again; after centuries immemorial .