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19. BE PREPARED 

 

Otherwise don’t show me even an infinitesimal fraction of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the redolently scarlet rose right infront of my disastrously famished nose,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except inhaling its stupendously perennial and everlastingly mesmerizing fragrance.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even a fugitively distorted shadow of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the intrepidly peerless ocean right infront of my devastatingly  monotonous bones,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except euphorically swimming in its rhapsodically untamed and timelessly ebullient waves.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even an ethereally oblivious iota of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the impeccably resplendent moon right infront of lugubriously prejudiced eyes,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except insatiably absorbing its magically Omnipotent softness;   unrelentingly dreaming in its sacrosanct shimmer till times beyond eternal eternity.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even a transiently feckless fraction of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the unbelievably ecstatic clouds right in front of my brutally lambasted and truculently tortured skin,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except indefatigably wandering in a civilization of unceasingly exhilarating seduction; in a township of tantalizing igniting lust.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even an evanescently infidel glimpse of it; but if you indeed dared to bring perpetually caring motherhood right infront of my despairingly wailing and staggeringly derelict senses,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except bountifully reviving my deplorably estranged childhood; in

its unassailably Godly lap.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even an insipidly obfuscated trace of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the mischievously sun soaked meadow right infront of my relentlessly fidgeting feet,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except uninhibitedly cavorting in its ingratiatingly glimmering and golden dewdrop grass.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even an ephemerally diminishing ray of it; but if you  indeed dared to bring the Omnipotently dazzling fireball of Sun right infront of

my clammily trembling skin,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except inexhaustibly galloping forward in the miraculous festoon of its insuperably optimistic enlightenment.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even a mercurially capricious droplet of it; but if you indeed dared to bring the torrentially blessing thunderbolt of rain right infront of my lifelessly amorphous and extinguishing countenance,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except letting each globule of unlimitedly unprecedented happiness; perpetuate an unsurpassable heaven of desire in every desolate corner of my soul.

 

Otherwise don’t show me even the most preposterously dying shadow it; but if you indeed dared to bring stupendously emollient land of paradise right in front of my deliriously disoriented mind,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except tirelessly fantasizing and burgeoning into the heavens

of Omnipresently blessed freshness.

 

And otherwise don’t show me even the most distraughtly parsimonious trace of her; but if you indeed dared to bring her immortally sacred grace in front of my ardently thundering heart,

Then be prepared; that I would do nothing else till the time I lived and on this entire Universe; except forever and ever and ever bonding with her sacrosanct spirit; fearlessly letting the beats in her chest unconquerably transcend over; every cranny of my mind; body and impoverished existence.