Believe me I had come only to tickle your mischievously drooping eyelashes; nimbly run my fingers through their insurmountably voluptuous charisma; for just an ethereal second,
But all I ended up doing was staring into the your royally embellished eyes till times beyond infinite infinity; uninhibitedly exploring the aisles of enchantingly untainted paradise in their impeccably unassailable whites.
Believe me I had come only to experience your sensuously exotic lips; run my
rampantly emaciated tongue on their startling fronds of vivacious scarlet; for just a transient second,
But all I ended up doing was perpetually interlocking even the most infinitesimally quavering of my senses; with their unbelievably bestowing sweetness; for infinite more births of mine.
Believe me I had come only to dance with you in the sporadically rhapsodic
rain; graze through the tantalizing contours of your regally titillating nape; for just a fugitive second,
But all I ended up doing was bonding each element of my mind; body and soul
in your everlasting embrace; letting even the tiniest of my desire become your eternal slave; even centuries after this earth had ceased to exist.
Believe me I had come only to lightheartedly chat with your spell binding grace; surreptitiously nudge at your seductively ebullient ribs; for just an evanescent second,
But all I ended up doing was wholesomely drowning into the unconquerably mellifluous essence of your magnetic voice; tirelessly assimilating your humanitarian softness; even after the coffin of treacherously asphyxiating death had sealed the definitions of my life.
Believe me I had come only to smell your supremely inebriating fragrance; mischievously cavort with the unlocked curls of your hair; for just an ephemeral second,
But all I ended up doing was becoming a quintessential ingredient of your godly sweat; letting the spirit of your righteously Omnipotent perseverance; rule my existence till my countless more destined lifetimes.
Believe me I had come only to clandestinely flirt with your nubile ears; ecstatically nibble their iridescent lobes; for just a vespered second,
But all I ended up doing was becoming the pearls of unfathomable wisdom that
they indefatigably absorbed; letting their insuperable majesty become the ultimate crown of my impoverished life; and horizons even beyond what my eyes could coherently sight.
Believe me I had come only to sight the infallibly unceasing twinkle in your
magnanimous stride; lackadaisically toss with your marvelous shadow; for just an extinguishing second,
But all I ended up doing was becoming your ardently unshakable worshipper;
saluting your symbiotically ever-pervading redolence; till unsurpassable more births of mine; even after abrogating my veritable last breath.
Believe me I had come only to take an autograph of your blissfully towering grace; relish your articulately synchronized handwriting; for just a non-existent second,
But all I ended up doing was making your immaculately undefeated signature
the lines of my truncated palm; miraculously revolutionize the complexion of
this dreadfully estranged planet; with the unflinchingly peerless tenacity of your divinely grace.
And believe me I had come only to temporarily date you; profusely smooch across your euphorically untamed flesh; for just an oblivious second,
But all I ended up doing was not only coalescing every beat of my heart with
your wave of Omnipresent mankind; but forever liberating our forms forever
and far away from this manipulatively beleaguered planet; into the heavens
of sacrosanct marriage and the Creator Divine.
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