How I Wanted Our Very First Kiss To Happen
With the unsurpassably tangy waves of the fabulous sea wholesomely dictating each of my impoverished senses; and the uninhibitedly pristine shores as my sole and
most undaunted savior,
With the unbelievably handsome apogees of the timeless mountains wholesomely dictating each of my beleaguered senses; and the intrepidly exhilarating winds as my
sole and most fearless savior,
With the inscrutably magnetic swirl of the enigmatic forests wholesomely dictating each of my dwindling senses; and the iridescently sporadic twilight as my
sole and most inimitable savior,
With the unabashedly brazen currents of the stupendous afternoon breeze wholesomely dictating each of my languid senses; and the interminably blazing Sun as my sole and most Omnipotent savior,
With the fantastically unfettered swirl of the virgin waterfalls wholesomely dictating each of my deteriorating senses; and the atmosphere of poignant freshness as my sole and most rejuvenating savior,
With the pricelessly unconquerable fabric of insuperable oneness wholesomely dictating each of my oblivious senses; and the winds of egalitarian humanity as my sole and most effulgent savior,
With the bountifully pungent alacrity of the vivacious rainbows wholesomely dictating each of my inebriated senses; and the gloriously fathomless sky as my sole
and most triumphant savior,
With the intriguingly inscrutable storms of mesmerizing artistry wholesomely dictating each of my deadened senses; and the mystical labyrinths of
mellifluous music as my sole and most victorious savior,
With the incredulously mollifying chords of benign selflessness wholesomely dictating each of myevanescent senses; and the chapters of irrefutably
unassailable truth as my sole and most jubilant savior,
With the tirelessly bewitching cisterns of the enigmatic night wholesomely dictating each of my remorseful senses; and the optimistic beams of the celestial moon as my sole and most impeccable savior,
With the magnificently majestic lines of the profound palm wholesomely dictating each of my penurious senses; and the seductively alluring trails of inexplicable mystery as my sole and most adventurous savior,
With the timelessly stupefying serendipity of the euphoric meadows wholesomely dictating each of my thwarted senses; and the rhapsodically undefeated
entrenchment of golden dewdrops as my sole and most fascinating savior,
With the royally unbridled gush of the ravishing clouds wholesomely dictating each of my parsimonious senses; and the torrential downpour of handsome rain as my sole and most enchanting savior,
With the unshakably potent fructification of the blissful seed wholesomely dictating each of my devastated senses; and the amazingly indomitable virility of black soil as my sole and most burgeoning savior,
With the incomparably tantalizing reverberations of voluptuous lightening wholesomely dictating each of my cloistered senses; and the immeasurable exultation of dusk as my sole and most effervescent savior,
With the unprejudiced heavenly mists of sparkling innocence wholesomely dictating each of my vespered senses; and the indefatigably altruistic harbingers of
humanity as my sole and most ebullient saviors,
With the unflinchingly perennial bellow of Omniscient breath wholesomely dictating each of my obfuscated senses; and the cloudbursts of unceasingly brilliant life as my sole and most unbiased savior,
With the incessantly trumpeting beats of the immortal heart wholesomely dictating each of my dawdling senses; and the bounteously spell binding elixir of
infallibly true love as my sole and most liberated savior,
Was how I exactly wanted our very first kiss to passionately happen O! blessedly nubile beloved; of course and wholesomely all by the grace of the Omnpresently eternal Almighty Lord.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 03, 2019
Modified on March 05, 2023
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