The impoverished eyes irrefutably loved it; when joyously splashed with unfathomable cisterns of overwhelmingly poignant empathy,
The disastrously impeached lips irrefutably loved it; when amiably splashed with a sky
of fathomlessly benign smiles,
The insanely beleaguered hair irrefutably loved it; when ebulliently splashed with insatiable whirlwinds of exotically euphoric breeze,
The treacherously orphaned spider irrefutably loved it; when voluptuously splashed with an unsurpassable river of gorgeously compassionate silk,
The traumatically scorched grass blades irrefutably loved it; when tantalizingly splashed by a ravishing fountain of effusively mesmerizing dewdrops,
The pathetically monotonous ears irrefutably loved it; when fascinatingly splashed by a bountiful ocean of enchantingly melodious sounds,
The drearily lambasted skin irrefutably loved it; when thunderously splashed by an unrelenting downpour of euphorically everlasting rain,
The dolorously languishing snakes irrefutably loved it; when ominously splashed by a vindictive dungeon of diabolically threatening venom,
The lecherously tyrannized nests irrefutably loved it; when beautifully splashed by an immaculate festoon of marvelously ingratiating and pristine eggs,
The preposterously decaying walls irrefutably loved it; when resplendently splashed by a majestic kaleidoscope of vivaciously charismatic and seductive color,
The brutally orphaned children irrefutably loved it; when eternally splashed by infernos of insatiable belonging and gregariously comforting togetherness,
The boundlessly barren sky irrefutably loved it; when gloriously splashed by the unendingly crimson blanket of pungently enamoring clouds,
The truculently trembling and frigid body irrefutably loved it; when affably splashed by an insatiably untamed fabric of comforting cloth,
The capriciously withering and lackadaisically swaying flower irrefutably loved it; when boisterously splashed by a delectably exotic swarm of effervescent honey bees,
The haplessly staggering artist irrefutably loved it; when aristocratically splashed by exhilaratingly undulating waves of stupendously miraculous color,
The salaciously ostracized mother irrefutably loved it; when heavenly splashed by an ever-pervading cradle of supremely spell binding and unconquerable innocence,
The despondently dejected and miserably crestfallen irrefutably loved it; when timelessly splashed by an unassailably panoramic entrenchment of celestial freshness,
The inevitably maimed and gruesomely blinded man irrefutably loved it; when philanthropically splashed by impregnably perennial winds of Godly humanity,
The hopelessly dying and dithering nose irrefutably loved it; when ecstatically splashed by invincibly perpetual curtainspreads of majestically limitless breath,
And the profoundly betrayed and despicably shattered heart irrefutably loved it; when immortally splashed by sacred rainbows of tireless togetherness; by a relationship that unshakably possessed it for infinite more births; yet to come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem