Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my dreams; in the whites of her immaculately sacrosanct eyes; as she glided like a voluptuously euphoric wind; swiping me like a fragrant petal from the complexion of this earth, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my smiles; in the voluptuous contours of her ravishingly rubicund lips; surrendering my impoverished entity wholesomely


to her divine senses, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my embarrassment; in the robust pink of her seductively gorgeous cheeks; as I stood awestruck; stupendously fascinated by the glory of her fabulous scent, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my voice; in the realms of her melodiously glorious throat; wholesomely embracing her mesmerizing shadow, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my innocence in her marvelously impeccable eyelashes; blooming in the tantalizing aura that radiated profusely from her skin, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my perceptions in her incredulously fantastic brain; profoundly coalescing with the fountain of excitement


that drifted from even the most intricate of her veins, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my strength in her majestically formidable shoulders; which alleviated every fraternity of despicably shivering humanity with indispensable ingredients of philanthropism; in her poignant blood, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my opulence in the magnanimous domains of her benign soul; feeling Omnipotently alive each instant; as I complimented her


benevolent stride; step for step, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my exhilaration in her enchantingly royal footsteps; as she galloped like a princess through a valley of exuberantly fantastic adventure, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my enigma in her tumultuously throbbing pulse; as she swept like an inscrutably titillating whirlwind; through an


entrenchment of ebullient resplendence, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my yearning in her insatiably fervent palms; cuddling her magnetically divine skin till times beyond absolute eternity, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my obsession in her compassionately flaming caress; triggering thunderbolts of unsurpassable desire in my


countenance; even in the heart of the drearily impoverished night, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my hunger in the ingratiatingly delectable interiors of her magnificent belly; as she swished like an everlasting seductress; with Omniscient moonlight descending fabulously from blue sky, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my aspirations in the astonishingly animated lines of her palm; as she floated like a wonderful fairy; through


the corridors of astronomical solidarity, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my belongings in the unbelievably intriguing melody of her voice; enslaving myself in meek obeisance with the


profuse sweetness; that enshrouded her from all sides, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my versatility in her stupendously dexterous fingers; as she articulately molded even the most threadbare of clay into bountiful fields of scintillating paradise, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my righteousness in her irrefutably godly conscience; as she slained herself an infinite times; only to be reborn yet again as the idol of perpetual truth and mankind, 


 


After meeting her; I immortally forgot all my passion in her piquantly passionate blood; melanging each constituent of my persona with the religion of humanity in her magnanimous grace, 


 


And after meeting her; I immortally forgot my reservoir of unending love in her marvelously ecstatic heart; bonding each beat of my penuriously staggering


life; with her celestially cascading romance; which had forever become my breath; forever had become mine and only mine.



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