You Die; I Die - Part 1 - 50 Poems for Soul Stirring Love by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

4. ALL I WANTED TO DO

I didn’t want to gruesomely blind you; ripping apart your eyeballs like ninepins from their fabulously elastic sockets,

All I wanted to do was share your astonishingly gorgeous sight; immortally become the stupendously grandiloquent jewel of your eyes .

I didn’t want to ruthlessly massacre your lips; pulverizing their pungent softness to infinitesimal bits of morbidly stinking ash,

All I wanted to do was share your splendidly rejuvenating smile; immortally become the compassionate wave that enveloped your lips .

I didn’t want to assassinate your mind; disintegrating each element of your  fantastically fathomless mind; to pathetically thirsty desert sands,

All I wanted to do was share your everlasting ocean of fantasy; immortally become the sacrosanct dream that fulminated tirelessly in your glorious brain .

I didn’t want to savagely chop your palms; barbarically decimating your fingers to blend with inconspicuous specks of insipid dust,

All I wanted to do was share your immaculately philanthropic benevolence; immortally become the destiny lines of your sacrosanct palms .

I didn’t want to diabolically steal the blanket of happiness perpetually lingering in your soul; reduce you to a worthlessly ghoulish ghost hovering around

the corpse,

All I wanted to do was share the exhilarating cheer deluging your senses; immortally become the benign goodness; besieging every contour of your majestic

countenance.

I didn’t want to slice your tongue; tyrannically pull out each iota of your mouth to coalesce with rotting junkyards outside,

All I wanted to do was share the overwhelmingly insatiable euphoria in your sound; immortally become the ingratiatingly captivating melody of your voice .

I didn’t want to treacherously maim you; ruthlessly devastate your heavenly feet to countless fragments of cripplingly orphaned coal,

All I wanted to do was share the humanitarian tenacity in your legs; immortally become the path of sagacious righteousness; on which your soles forever tread .

I didn’t want to starve you to unprecedented limits; satanically evicting even the most minuscule iota of food from your robustly titillating stomach,

All I wanted to do was share the blossoming newness sprouting enchantingly in your belly; immortally become the poignantly crimson blood that cascaded merrily through your veins .

I didn’t want to pugnaciously pluck your rubicund ears; ferociously bludgeon your daintily dangling lobes to squelch them to disastrously baseless pulp,

All I wanted to do was share the marvelously tinkling reverberations that enslaved your inherently embellished ears; immortally become the harmoniously blissful voice that you always heard; all day and stringent night .

I didn’t want to lethally poison your heart; gruesomely bombard your impeccably pristine chest to capricious puffs of smoke; and horrifically shattered stone,

All I wanted to do was share your passionate inferno of romantically seductive desire; immortally become the glorious love; invincibly incarcerated in each of

your turbulently royal beats .