Immortally Splashed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 11, 2018

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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.


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