For Every Beat Of Hers Poem by Nikhil Parekh

I wanted to live for each smile of hers; the laughter that uninhibitedly emanated from her throat; that made me feel greater than the God's,

I wanted to live for each tear of hers; the poignant river of empathy which oozed from her mesmerizing eyes; catapulting me into a paradise beyond realms of
mundane earth,

I wanted to live for each word of hers; the majestic sounds that wafted from her mouth when she spoke; propelling me to float in the surreal clouds with the
cadence of her seductive voice,

I wanted to live for each whim of hers; the fastidious festoon of intricacies that enveloped her persona; making me admire her for her profoundly babyish
attitudes,

I wanted to live for each footstep of hers; the stupendously exotic rhythm that drifted as she caressed the soil; making me oblivious to all other sounds that existed in this Universe,

I wanted to live for each finger of hers; the rubicund tinge which encompassed her dainty fists; that fomented me to stare wildly till times beyond eternity,

I wanted to live for each wink of hers; the uncannily enigmatic way in which her eyelashes fluttered flirtatiously; inundating my life with waves of insurmountable ecstasy and the dance of sheer euphoria,

I wanted to live for each dream of hers; the cloudbursts of vivacious fantasy in her eyes as each minute unveiled; which made me blinded to the most brilliantly dazzling Sunlight,

I wanted to live for each passion of hers; the unrelenting ardor that besieged her countenance with as she marched towards triumph; making me rise above the ashes to discover my soul,

I wanted to live for every vein of hers; the tumultuous fervency with which an ocean of scarlet blood flowed through her body; making my conviction in self more fortified than the colossal mountains,

I wanted to live for every shadow of hers; the mystical way in which her contours nictitated with changing shades of light; wrecking the last iota of sleep from my insatiably wandering sight,

I wanted to live for every cry of hers; the insurmountable innocence that reflected profusely in her voice; transiting me way back to the times when I had just tread my first foot on mother earth,

I wanted to live for every yawn of hers; the ravishingly ingratiating aura that encapsulated her visage; which made me collapse like a box of lifeless matchsticks on blankets of cold ground,

I wanted to live for every sigh of hers; the supreme contentment that celestially settled on each pore of her body; which made me relinquish all my volcano of
overwhelming greed in life,

I wanted to live for every dance of hers; the tantalizing way in which she swished her heavenly demeanor in torrential rain; making me exist far beyond my destined quota of years,

I wanted to live for every snore of hers; the delectably immaculate island of fairies which resided in her luscious lips; flooding my life with unsurpassable ebullience and cheer,

I wanted to live for every nod of hers; the irrefutably assertiveness with which she said 'no'; augmenting my tenacious determination to face each hurdle of acrimonious life,

I wanted to live for every breath of hers; the Omnipotent grace with which it diffused from her nostrils; instilling in me an invincible power to live,

And over and above all I wanted to live for every beat of hers; the indefatigable number of times her heart palpitated passionately; fortifying my faith in dying
existence; fortifying my faith in dying mankind.