Still Searching For The Love Of My Life
Her views for me; were like the reproachful views of the hideously cold-blooded snake; for the swiftly articulate and timelessly boisterous mongoose,
Her views for me; were like the cannibalistic views of the gorily invidious gutter; for the valley of enchantingly mesmerizing cleanliness,
Her views for me; were like the acrid views of the vindictively emaciating desert' for the untamed cloudbursts of relentlessly blessing and celestially mollifying rain,
Her views for me; were like the pugnaciously indescribable views of treacherous blood; for the Omnipotently endowing rays of the majestically unassailable and righteous Sun,
Her views for me; were like the unceremonious views of the lazily wastrel tortoise; for the indefatigably tick-tocking arms of the punctiliously infallible clock,
Her views for me; were like the ghastly views of salaciously asphyxiating terrorism; for the mists of symbiotically ecstatic and vivaciously effulgent happiness,
Her views for me; were like the parasitic views of horrifically crippling blackness; for the brilliantly unfettered and unconquerably blazing day,
Her views for me; were like the malevolent views of the satanically abominable cockroach; for the unsurpassably ebullient redolence of the tantalizingly fresh rose,
Her views for me; were like the prejudiced views of the fecklessly dumb stone; for the insuperably regale strings of the uninhibitedly soaring kite,
Her views for me; were like the inconsolable views of the amorphously terrorizing corpse; for the chapters of marvelously benevolent and inimitably unparalleled life,
Her views for me; were like the ribald views of acrimoniously strangulating venom; for the impeccably wonderful and quintessentially fortifying cow's milk,
Her views for me; were like the rabid views of the inanely dastardly ghost; for the limitless civilization of euphorically chirping living beings,
Her views for me; were like the tawdry views of intolerably squelched infertility; for the skies of boundlessly enthralling and invincibly enlightening procreation,
Her views for me; were like the slandering views of the diabolically corrupt politicians; for the irrefutably glorious and altruistically truthful man,
Her views for me; were like the vengeful views of nonchalantly drugged perspiration; for the unflinchingly peerless and perennially fructifying sword of patriotism,
Her views for me; were like the heinous views of dogmatically incarcerating glue; for the explicitly emollient mirror of perpetually radiating truth,
Her views for me; were the like derogatory views of insidiously crucifying betrayal; for the heart of immortally glorifying and magnanimously blessing love,
Her views for me; were like the chauvinistic views of the manipulatively mechanized robots; for the fathomless cornucopia of God's astoundingly created emotionally responsive organisms,
And though we had been forcefully married for a countless lifetimes; and within the devoutly conventional norms of the tyrannically whipping world outside; she was nothing else than my incessantly cursing and fault-finding wife; while remember O!
adorably nubile maidens outside; that I was still resplendently young and searching for the true love of my life!
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 13, 2019
Modified on March 05, 2023
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