Perpetual Command
Neither were the most emphatically beautiful of yours crystalline eyes; in anyways or could ever dream even an infinitesimal iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most lusciously resplendent of your charismatic lips; in anyways or could ever dream even a minuscule iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most pristinely impeccable of your artistic fingers; in anyways or could ever dream even an ethereal iota; of being of solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most divinely inimitable of your spell-binding expressions; in anyways or could ever dream even an infidel iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most exuberantly galloping of your unflinching legs; in anyways or could ever dream even a fugitive iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most truthfully emollient of your righteous soul; in anyways or could ever dream even an evanescent iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most enchantingly bestowing of your magnanimous voice; in
anyways or could ever dream even an ethereal iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most intriguingly insuperable of your fathomless brain; in anyways or could ever dream even a livid iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most poignantly unconquerable of your priceless bloodstreams; in anyways or could ever dream even a disappearing iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most redolently sculptured of your bountiful neck; in anyways or could ever dream even a translucent iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most triumphantly jubilant of your robust Adams apple; in anyways or could ever dream even a nonchalant iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most ebulliently unshakable of your celestial bones; in anyways or could ever dream even an inane iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most fantastically revitalizing of your ardent sweat; in anyways or could ever dream even an obfuscated iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most philanthropically handsome of your majestic shoulders;
in anyways or could ever dream even an obliterated iota; of being solely and
forever yours,
Neither was the most invincibly patriotic of your bedazzling shadow; in anyways or could ever dream even a bleary iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most impregnably blazing of your infallible brawn; in anyways or could ever dream even a vacillating iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither was the most eternally indispensable of your aristocratic breath; in anyways or could ever dream even a dilapidated iota; of being solely and forever yours,
Neither were the most immortally passionate of your Omnipotent heartbeats; in anyways or could ever dream even a lackadaisical iota; of being solely and
forever yours,
Neither was the most Omnipresently royal of your astounding victory; in anyways or could ever dream even a non-existent iota; of being solely and forever yours,
And neither were the most pricelessly unfathomable of your inexhaustible worldly possessions; in anyways or could ever dream even a meaningless iota; of being
solely and forever yours,
For even the most diminutive ingredient of your persona; and all what you had; have or will ever dare the capacity to posses; is of the Omniscient Almighty Creator; and is solely destined to timelessly execute and dance to his; and only his and none else's PERPETUAL COMMAND.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 10, 2019
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Characters | 3,526 |
Words | 572 |
Stanzas | 21 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 3, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1 |
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