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THE FRUIT OF EVER-PERVADINGLY FRUCTIFYING LOVE.

A one to one with her majestically emphatic eyes; and I felt as if


dancing in the aisles of pristinely burgeoning paradise; for an
infinite more births of mine,
A one to one with her lusciously redolent lips; and I felt as if
uninhibited exhilaration couldnt have been ever better; with my
desire to survive now more insuperably profound; than the
entire wave of existence on this fathomless planet,
A one to one with her impeccably royal conscience; and I felt as
if there was the Sun of Omnipotent truth; on even the most
infinitesimally fugitive cranny of this colossal Universe,
A one to one with her magically resplendent palms; and I felt as
if I was united in the cosmos of everlasting humanity for times
immemorial; as if I was destined to forever bond with every
conceivable fraternity of mankind,
A one to one with her robustly effulgent cheeks; and I felt as if
timelessly singing in the caverns of immaculately unadulterated
childhood; wonderfully assimilating every ounce of heavenly
mischief from the spell-binding atmosphere,
A one to one with her iridescently twinkling feet; and I felt as if
unlimitedly fantasizing in the raindrops of untamed sensuality;
with life seeming to be the ultimate dance of enriching optimism,
A one to one with her flirtatiously winking eyelashes; and I felt
as if revived from countless feet beneath my cadaverously
morbid grave; with every quintessential life as fresh as vividly
poignant ocean salt,
A one to one with her euphorically passionate veins; and I felt as
if the most emolliently empathizing organism on this boundless
earth; invincibly coalescing with every celestial stream of living
kind,
A one to one with her ravishingly cascading hair; and I felt every
ounce of excitement on earth and endless kilometers beyond;

had thunderously descended down in glorious unison; upon the


treacherously emaciated pores of my dying skin,
A one to one with her tantalizingly exotic belly; and I felt as if
the unsurpassably enchanting fabric of seductive night had
blessedly arrived; even as acrimoniously blistering rays of the
Sun stabbed me in the whites and blacks of my eyes,
A one to one with her mellifluously endowing voice; and I felt as
if the most unprecedentedly ebullient epitomes of mesmerizing
paradise; blissfully
enshrouded me from every construable side,
A one to one with her miraculously benevolent shadow; and I felt
as if I had been wholesomely absolved of even the tiniest of my
sins in past and present life; unassailably wrapped in the belly of
unflinching compassion for centuries unfathomable,
A one to one with her artistically eclectic fingers; and I felt as if
the mantra of United We Stand; was the only sermon to
panoramically survive for a countless births beyond my
truncated time,
A one to one with her endlessly subliming camaraderie; and I felt
as if the power of gregariously bonding oneness; was an ardor
greater than the greatest of wealth on this inexhaustibly
charming globe,
A one to one with her fantastically evolving brain; and I felt as if
perennially priceless life spawned out of bizarrely tawdry
nothingness; jubilantly embellishing every cranny of the
lackadaisically corrupt world; with the fragrance of triumphant
fantasy,
A one to one with her gloriously golden sweat; and I felt as if the
essence of unconquerable honesty; timelessly transcended over
even the most infidel whisker of the devil; frivolously
transgressing venerated mother soil,
A one to one with her Omnipresently godly soul; and I felt as if
holistically consecrated by the winds of divine disarmament;
with every trace of haplessly deteriorating terrorism; forever
and ever and ever evaporating into the coffins of hell,

A one to one with her melodiously sweet nape; and I felt as if


rainshowers of torrential virility erupted from even the most
deadened pores of my skin; as I unstoppably surged forward to
continue the Lords sacrosanct chapters of procreation,
A one to one with her unbelievably exultating bosom; and I felt
as if my body was nothing but a gorge of endlessly augmenting
desire; harmoniously placated by virgin milk in the kingly
atmosphere,
A one to one with her victoriously fiery breath; and I felt as if the
unshakably intrepid elixir of life could never ever end; with even
the most disastrously penalizing trauma on this planet;
wonderfully metamorphosing into a cloud of revitalizing
happiness,
And a one to one with her immortally throbbing heartbeats; and
I felt as I was born to do nothing; to say nothing; to dream
nothing; to spawn nothing; but just the fruit of ever-pervadingly
fructifying love; love and only beautiful love .

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