Mine Not me
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my creative energies; my perpetual desire to evolve unendingly magical newness; out of inanely shriveled
nothingness,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my rhapsodic fantasies; my indefatigably resurgent brain; culminating into a the most celestial cistern
of uninhibitedly velvety imagination,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my nubile flesh; my every endlessly emaciated strand of hair; standing up in unprecedentedly fervent anticipation;
towards the triumphantly blazing sky,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my sensuously rubicund tongue; my intransigentlyunflinching urge to discover the apogees of excitement and unparalleled sensuality,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my intrepidly dancing feet; my timelessly fragrant valley of fearlessly fructifying adventure; at every single
step that I nimbly alighted,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my ravishingly ecstatic belly; my eternally augmenting wishes; of interminably slaving at the footsteps
of inimitably priceless joy,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my silken palms; my inevitably inexplicable tryst with enigmatic destiny; the winds of change that unabashedly
confronted me every unfurling minute,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my uncanny shadow; my tireless drowning into a gorge of untamed enchantment; profoundly embracing the start-studded night as my sole savior,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my poignant lips; my irrevocably undefeated ardor in life; to unshakably coalesce with the winds of lusciously
compassionate belonging,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my philanthropic shoulders; my intrinsically altruistic feelings to ameliorate every fraternity and sect of living kind; from the clutches of hedonistically chauvinistic depravation,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my magnetic ears; my boundlessly intricate ability to discern even the most ethereal ounce of goodness; fromamidst an unlimited corpse of diabolical ghastliness,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my bountifully glistening sweat; my undying zest to romanticize in the aisles of pristine beauty; for an infinite more births of mine,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my jubilantly unconquerable smiles; my ever-pervading spirit to remain forever cheerful; even in the face of
the most goriest of extinction or massacring death,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my flirtatious eyelashes; my tendencies of mystically inborn mischief; which smooched the ultimate crescendo of intimacy as the Sun sank behind the fathomless horizons,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my virgin thighs; my cloudbursts of potent fertility; which erupted into an unassailable forest of ebullient creation; every unleashing instant of destined life,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my humanitarian blood; my uncurbed fires to conquer the ultimate epitomes of truth; undefeatedly unite every caste; creed and tribe on this earth; into the religion of mankind,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my passionate breath; my victoriously emollient desire to royally Live and Let Live; for a countless more
brilliantly enlightening lifetimes,
I wanted a man who could perpetually share my immortal heartbeats; my every signature of Omnipotently true love; on the pricelessly enamoring fabric of
ubiquitous virility,
O! Yes; I've always wanted a man O! Omnipresent Lord; who could perpetually share even the most infinitesimal aspect of Mine for centuries immemorial; but definitely not a man who worthlessly sharedMe with a countless more of his tawdrily satanic and sacrilegiously gluttonouskind
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 08, 2019
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Characters | 3,714 |
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Stanzas | 18 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 3, 1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 1 |
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