Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose wonderfully luscious lips; invincibly started and ended; my every passionately ignited and bountifully iridescent; kiss; 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose rhapsodically emancipating eyes; spell-bindingly started and ended; my every royally unfettered and victoriously poignant; fantasy, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose intricately silken feet; ecstatically started and ended; my every intrepidly titillating and timelessly reinvigorating; adventure, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose sensuously reverberating spine; unbelievably started and ended; my every interminably voluptuous and


beautifully euphoric; caress, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose victoriously effulgent palms; stupendously started and ended; my every stroke of joyously unbridled and


inscrutably bewitching; destiny, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose ravishingly titillating hair; handsomely started and ended; my every unabashedly liberating and vivaciously


blessed; dance, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose gorgeously seductive nape; inebriatingly started and ended; my every immaculately wondrous and regally


ameliorating; nibble, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose uninhibitedly dimpled chin; marvelously started and ended; my every anecdote of pristinely sparkling and


insatiably charismatic; mischief, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose ravenously effervescent belly; potently started and ended; my every fierily unending and fabulously


exultated; lick, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose rapturously blushing cheeks; poignantly started and ended; my every odyssey of inimitably undying and


victoriously unprecedented; excitement, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose blissfully sweat-laden armpit; irrefutably started and ended; my every trail of truthfully emollient and


indefatigably insuperable; perseverance, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose mellifluously holistic fingers; ecstatically started and ended; my every impeccably benign and unsurpassably altruistic; artistry, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose flirtatiously flapping ears; indomitably started and ended; my every timelessly augmenting and mystically


groping; desire, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose compassionately roused bosom; unflinchingly started and ended; my every vial of peerlessly fecund and


blessedly magnetic; virility, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose densely enamoring brow; vividly started and ended; my every enigmatically evoking and serenely serendipitous; 


whisper, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose thunderously electric thighs; uncontrollably started and ended; my every humanely ardent and eternally


emaciated; longing, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose magically ameliorating soul; harmoniously started and ended; my every act of wonderfully egalitarian and


unconquerably symbiotic; humility, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose incomprehensibly perennial nostrils; aristocratically started and ended; my every expedition of romantically princely and unimaginably heroic; life, 


 


You. Yes it was only you O! Beloved. At whose immortally throbbing heart; perpetually started and ended; my every beat of divinely blossoming and


insuperably uniting; love.



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