No hands to caress my nape except hers; tantalizingly
tingling every famished pore of my drearily exhausted
and lackadaisically hanging skin,
No eyes to sight my countenance except hers; as she
made me feel like a majestically unparalleled king;
with each of her tumultuously ardent stares,
No lips to kiss me except hers; transiting me into a
land of enchantingly fragrant paradise; as she
vivaciously smooched the contours of my devastatingly
dithering lips,
No ears to hear me except hers; as she made every word
that I spoke more Omnipotent than the Almighty Lord;
sensuously discerning the unfathomably overwhelming
compassion in my rhythmic sounds,
No voice to console me except hers; as she transformed
my lugubriously acrimonious visage into realms of
everlasting fantasy; with the exuberantly rhapsodic
melody that wafted from the innermost arenas of her
fabulously ingratiating throat,
No strength to support me except hers; as she
miraculously rejuvenated each of my treacherously
dwindling senses; with the irrefutably patriotic ardor
in her royally emphatic footsteps,
No nails to scratch me except hers; as she
boisterously weaved her titillatingly teasing fingers
through the impoverished caricature of my ribs;
nostalgically transiting me back; into the cradle of
impeccable childhood,
No teeth to nibble my skin except hers; as she
triggered fireballs of untamed euphoria through every
iota of my bloodstream; escalating me above the clouds
of bountiful freedom; to dance with the ultimate
angels of humanity,
No hair to swish me except hers; as she marvelously
cascaded the fathomlessly voluptuous sheet of
follicles over my rubicund cheeks; seducing me into a
cavern of uninhibitedly unprecedented excitement,
No belly to dance with me except hers; resplendently
gyrating with me under milky rivers of ecstatic
moonlight; even as the atmosphere slept in the
perpetual stillness; of the serenely star studded
night,
No neck to lean upon me except hers; as she
astoundingly drifted me into a world of ebulliently
melodious enthrallment; mischievously flirting with me
behind the ethereally dusk enveloped hills,
No destiny intertwining with me except hers; as she
handsomely spawned the chapter of our holistic
existence; on the paths of impregnably alluring
triumph; be it brilliant day or the insurmountably
forlorn night,
No whistle to intrigue me except hers; as she
unfathomably incarcerated every element of my
penuriously trembling demeanor; in the blanket of
enigma mystically embracing her unassailably priceless
soul,
No fantasy to drown me except hers; as she deluged
each cranny of my devastatingly bedraggled flesh; with
unconquerable infernos of; vibrantly eternal and
flamboyant desire,
No whispers to seduce me except hers; as she
majestically led me on a ravishingly glorious
expedition of timeless beauty; bequeathing a rainbow
of blissful contentment; over my deplorably
extinguishing shadows,
No saliva to tickle my skin except hers; as she
profusely slavered on my indigently starved skin in
her divinely deep sleep; transforming me into a cloud
of torrentially showering excitement and unrelenting
pleasure,
No conscience to lead me except hers; as she
enlightened each path that I dared to tread my
painstakingly bleary foot on; with unfathomable rays
of optimistically sparkling hope and beautiful
belonging,
No breath to impart me life except hers; as she
chivalrously bestowed upon me a countless more births
to celestially survive; extricating me like a
poignantly embellished prince from beneath my gorily
invidious grave,
And No heart to bond with my beats except hers; as she
taught me the most irrefutably priceless lessons of
truth; desire and unsurpassable romance; taught me to
incessantly love and let others exist in the swirl of
its immortally sacrosanct spirit….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.



