If You Didn't Want To Wait Till The Next Sunrise...

[Zamurito]

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If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start optimistically illuminating every drearily
lambasted arena of today’s sinful night; with the
boundless fire of fearlessness in each of your
ever-pervadingly altruistic footsteps,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start brilliantly illuminating every miserably
asphyxiated cavern of today’s dolorous night; with the
untamed fire of timelessly unbridled creativity in
your brain,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start indefatigably illuminating every lugubriously
crippled ingredient of today’s sordid night; with the
uncurbed fire of miraculously ameliorating artistry in
each of your resplendent fingers,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start interminably illuminating every wretchedly
shriveled leaf of today’s ribald night; with the
unsurpassable fire of everlastingly astounding
virility in each of your bones,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start inexorably illuminating every tawdrily
deteriorating element of today’s salacious night; with
the invincible fire of eternal truth in your benign
conscience,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start unstoppably illuminating every ghastily
reproachful twig of today’s unpardonable night; with
the undefeated fire of inimitably priceless symbiotism
in each of your blessed veins,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start impregnably illuminating every hideously
perverted cranny of today’s imperiling night; with the
unshakable fire of effulgently resurgent enthusiasm in
every naked patch of your eyes,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start incessantly illuminating every treacherously
demeaning shadow of today’s incarcerated night; with
the unassailable fire of immeasurably bountiful
sensuality; in each of your seductive eyelashes,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start unrelentingly illuminating every haplessly
victimized labyrinth of today’s vengeful night; with
the magical fire of ubiquitously peerless brotherhood;
timelessly sparkling in each of your eye,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start tirelessly illuminating every vindictively
tyrannized wind of today’s sacrilegious night; with
the unconquerable fire of bounteous compassion; in
every word that you truthfully spoke,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start triumphantly illuminating every hedonistically
slavering pebble of today’s profane night; with the
unlimited fire of victoriously unfettered
perseverance; in each droplet of your golden sweat,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start endlessly illuminating every deplorably divested
coffin of today’s acrimonious night; with the
untainted fire of pristinely innocuous
mellifluousness; in each decibel of your magnanimous
voice,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start unflinchingly illuminating every truculently
devastated shred of today’s jinxed night; with the
limitless fire of spell bindingly ecumenical humanity;
in each of your benevolently silken shadow,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start optimistically illuminating every diabolically
staggering mortuary of today’s pugnacious night; with
the uninterrupted fire of impeccably divinely
mischief; in each pore of your vivaciously nubile
skin,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start intransigently illuminating every sadistically
morose jailhouse of today’s demonic night; with the
unceasing fire of perpetually uplifting freedom; in
each of your poignantly blessed stride,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start fantastically illuminating every acridly
incorrigible thorn of today’s preposterous night; with
the Omnipotent fire of perennially undaunted
simplicity; in each of your inevitably humanitarian
actions,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start indomitably illuminating every devilishly
castrated whisper of today’s atrocious night; with the
universal fire of unbreakably poignant belonging; in
each of your enchantingly priceless heartbeat,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then
start insuperably illuminating every sacrilegiously
demented graveyard of today’s licentious night; with
the spell binding fire of effulgently Omnipresent
breath; in each of your bounteously titillating
nostrils,

And if you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise;
then start royally illuminating every carnivorously
stabbing battlefield of the dastardly night; with the
unimaginable fire of uninhibitedly god-gifted beauty;
in each perennially fructifying transpiration of your
soul….

Nikhil Parekh

[redspiderlily]

Wow. That was wordy!

[Gonzo]

Heh...here was my favorite line

perennially fructifying transpiration of your soul….

I presumed that may compete with

ubiquitous singularity of consciousness