Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

even after this earth; was no longer mine

Some loved her for her ravishingly sensuous lips;
insatiably wanting to feast on their enchantingly
mesmerizing softness,
Some loved her for her tantalizingly seductive smiles;
tirelessly wanting to become every tinkle of rapturous
laughter; that she ebulliently diffused from her
poignant throat,
Some loved her for her exotically glistening sweat;
salaciously wanting to titillatingly suckle it; till
the very end of their times,
Some loved her for her rhapsodically heaving bosom;
treacherously wanting to incarcerate its voluptuous
contours; in the delights of their cold-bloodedly
bohemian palms,
Some loved her for her ravishingly tantalizing hair;
perennially wanting to feel its exhilarating cascaded;
upon their brutally impoverished lap's,
Some loved her for her enticingly melodious voice;
unsurpassably wanting to be the every tune that she so
majestically wafted; from within the inner most realms
of her soul,
Some loved her for her ingratiatingly flapping ears;
satanically wanting to nibble their gloriously
tingling sweetness; till times beyond infinite
Some loved her for her fascinatingly intoxicating
belly; indefatigably wanting to nestle in its
compassionate softness; every unfurling instant of the
sweltering and well past the heart of vibrantly
vivacious midnight,
Some loved her for her euphorically reverberating
legs; uxoriously wanting to dance with her triumphant
form; and their bodies wholesomely intermingled with
her compassionate rhyme,
Some loved her for her charmingly silken palms;
devilishly wanting to coalesce every element of their
destiny with hers; hide their ungainly faces in her
invincibly unflinching fists,
Some loved her for her immaculately scintillating
teeth; tyrannically wanting to make them their nimbly
listening slave; chattering in obeisant submission to
even the most mercurial of their commands,
Some loved her for her spell bindingly heavenly
fragrance; timelessly wanting to captivate its
miraculous freshness; in their truculently
manipulative repertoire,
Some loved her for her royal sensitivity; forcefully
wanting to forever melange with her astoundingly
celestial artistry; to fantastically alleviate their
haplessly shattered lives,
Some loved her for her impeccably blessing stride;
unrelentingly wanting to incarcerate every step on
which she tread; to irrefutably uplift themselves in
all aspects of mystically unveiling life,
Some loved her for her aristocratically fluttering
eyelashes; inexorably wanting to flirt with her
playfully rollicking countenance; gloriously
catapulting them back into the realms of their
innocent childhood,
Some loved her for her unfathomably satiny gentleness;
endlessly wanting to assimilate all the sweetness of
her survival; in the horrifically spurious masks of
their satanic crime,
Some loved her for her unassailably priceless honesty;
intransigently wanting to capture her indomitably
humanitarian spirit; in the whites of their
pathetically dwindling eyes,
Some loved her for her stupendously exultating breath;
irrevocably wanting to deluge their disdainfully
lugubrious and worthlessly cacophonic corpses; with
the Omnipresent elixir of her magically endowing
While I loved her for her divinely immortal heart; for
the uninhibited reservoir of togetherness that she
spread on every direction that she holistically
traversed; for the Omnipotent purpose that she had so
optimistically illuminated in my slithering life; for
the perpetual love which she had so selflessly
showered upon me; bonding her beats with me even after
this earth was no longer mine. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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