Analysis of The Dress In Pure And Powerful Black
The dress to unsurpassably thrill her; lift her to infinite altitude from her nimble feet; as she was plaintively traversing through bland patches of erratically cut green grass,
The dress to uncannily excite her; metamorphose even the most disparagingly infertile of her moods; into a eternally ardent and royal proliferation,
The dress to timelessly enchant her; rouse even the most cadaverously limp follicle of hair on her skin; to beyond the epitome of Everest; in the revitalizing stillness of the atmosphere,
The dress to majestically silence her; quell even the most insouciant of her apprehensions; with the invincible magic of profound charisma and compassionate royalty,
The dress to perennially magnetize her; perpetuate even the most ephemerally fluttering of shadow; to follow and forever entwine with the essence of your personality,
The dress to inimitably impress her; tirelessly evoke the most inscrutable tingling in her flesh; an unstoppable yearning in her chest to embrace every quarter of your demeanor,
The dress to uncontrollably triumph her; attain perpetual victory over her silken countenance; as she nimbly surrendered even the most ethereal of her intimate senses to your unconquerably handsome swirl,
The dress to timelessly conquer her; leave an intransigent impression of your wondrously fervent personality; upon every globule of fiery sweat that dribbled down her ecstatic skin,
The dress to effortlessly liberate her; wholesomely emptying even the most disastrously maiming of her tensions into sheer nothingness; as she solely floated in the aisles of untamed desire,
The dress to inadvertently capture her; eventually gather complete control over even the most oblivious insinuations of her shadow; as she helplessly melted deeper and deeper into the blacks of your piercing eyes,
The dress to inexplicably provoke her; trigger the dormant labyrinths of creative energy entrapped in her spirit; to unlimitedly fulminate into an unceasing festoon of miraculous innovation,
The dress to undyingly fascinate her; foment her to fantasize beyond the realms of the mundane; and till the last cloud that hovered on the blissfully golden horizons,
The dress to unchallangably win her; infallibly draw even the most imperturbable part of her persona towards your undefeated masculinity; even in the most invisibly flickering of light,
The dress to pricelessly cast a spell on her; make her minutely feel even the most unexplored of your vibrant imagery; through heart-renderingly poignant telepathy,
The dress to reincarnate the artist in her; granting fresh life to the haplessly dead tombs of virility in her soul; as she unabashedly let nectar to slip from each pore of her body; and blend with every single ingredient of the atmosphere,
The dress to effulgently impregnate her; replenish every aspect of her drearily impoverished existence; with everything that was beautifully and merrily abounding on this uninhibited planet,
The dress to insuperably propose her; with a surety of nothing else but 'yes' rebounding back from the swish of her tongue; as majestically kissed the farthest finger of her queenly hands,
The dress to phlegmatically reborn her; inevitably make her rise from her languid corpse; unfathomably flustered by the sheer size and enigmatic shades of your larger than life personality,
Was. O! Yes undoubtedly was. The Dress in Pure and Powerful Black. In the Pure blackness of the voluptuously embellished and sensuously blessed night.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011110101100101010111110010111010100111 01101000100101001010000101010100100100100010 0111010110011110011101101001001100000100101010 0110100010011001010100101001001010101000100100 011010001001010011100111100010011010110100 01110101000101010010000110100100011011001011010 0110100100010100100100101001110010100101001010010111101 011110011010001011110010001100111001110100101 0111000100110010010100101010011100111001000111010 01101001000100010010110100101000010101111001010010010111101 011010001010010110101000100101110011010110100010 011110010011001011001010111101010010010 0111101110011110010011010010010001110011 0111101101010011001011110100111100100 0110101000101110111101000011101001101111110100111001001001010 0111010010100110101001011011100010001011010010 01110101010011011101011011011010001010101011 011111001000101101011101011001011110110100 11101001010101001001101010100111 |
Characters | 3,490 |
Words | 539 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 19 |
Letters per line (avg) | 152 |
Words per line (avg) | 28 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 152 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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