Nikhil Parekh

Freshman - 508 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

Openly - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

Secretly she admired my fluttering eyelashes;
insatiably wanting to trap every element of her
magnetic countenance; forever and wholesomely with
Secretly she insatiably romanticized about my
patriotic stride; relentlessly wanting me to trespass
through her gateways of unparalleled romance,
Secretly she unrelentingly dreamt about intermingling
her fingers with mine; compassionately incarcerating
even the most infinitesimal ingredient of my
countenance; with her bountiful rhyme,
Secretly she timelessly perceived about philandering
with me behind the gloriously sun soaked hills;
mischievously nibbling the barren regions of my chest;
as frosty winds of winter embraced us from all sides,
Secretly she intransigently fantasized about wandering
with me through the aisles of boundless desire;
basking in the untamed glory of my ardently blazing
Secretly she limitlessly conceived herself to be
perennially sandwiched within my frantically
outstretched arms; replenishing even the most
mercurial of her senses; with the scent of
unprecedented brazenness that enshrouded my visage,
Secretly she insurmountably pictured herself in my lap
on the absolute summit of the moonlit hills;
profoundly relishing the ravishing beams of the moon;
as my breath poignantly cascaded on her tantalizing
Secretly she indefatigably visualized my rollickingly
fluttering earlobes; fervently desiring to peck them
with her sensuous teeth; all sweltering day and night,
Secretly she continuously envisaged the periphery of
my charismatically rubicund lips; triumphantly wishing
to enigmatically kiss me; till the very end of my
Secretly she fathomlessly wanted to encapsulate the
irrefutably sparkling honesty of my soul; exotically
blending with the fragrance that diffused from my
masculine armpits,
Secretly she endlessly daydreamt about my swirling
hair; irrevocably wanting to run her poignantly
intricate fingers through my boundless garden of
silken strands,
Secretly she ingratiatingly gallivanted with my
ethereally sensuous shadow; eternally coalescing with
my fantastically wandering impressions for decades
Secretly she blissfully gyrated with my nimbly
compassionate visage; pulsating with the persevering
rhythm of my life; on even the most acrimoniously
disastrous step that I tread,
Secretly she uxoriously lay at my rustically bohemian
feet; drowning into a world of unfathomable
enchantment; celestially enthralled as I innocuously
Secretly she irrefutably philosophised even the most
diminutive cadence that I uttered; unflinchingly
believing in whatever I decided to undertake in the
chapter of my vibrantly mesmerizing life,
Secretly she found me the ultimate prince of even the
most evanescent of her dreams; divinely patronizing
the essence of my ideals to even the most fathomless
quarters of this colossal Universe,
Secretly she kept me forever in the innermost realms
of her conscience and breath; sacredly cherished even
the most inconspicuous iota of my aura in the very
center of her majestic chest,
Secretly she remained imprisoned in the whites of my
eye for infinite more births of mine yet to unveil;
immortally bonding every aspect of her existence
forever with my every stride,
But OPENLY she loved me; transcending over all caste;
creed; spurious religion and tribe on the trajectory
of this fathomless Universe; and OPENLY she disclosed
it to one and all on this earth and beyond; that I was
hers and would always remain like that till the end of

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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