Poetry

1. AFTER WE DIE.
If the acrimonious world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
wretchedly separating our sensuously titillating lips; perennially bonded in the
kiss of effulgently untamed passion,
If the salacious world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; diabolically
separating our jubilantly effervescent cheeks; perennially bonded in the flavor of
inseparably righteous togetherness,
If the atrocious world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; truculently
separating our resplendently tinkling feet; perennially bonded in the spirit of
indefatigably untainted adventure,
If the demented world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
hedonistically separating our unbelievably tantalizing bellies; perennially bonded
in the most compassionately unsurpassable fires of virility,
If the tyrannically world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
torturously separating our enchantingly holistic nostrils; perennially bonded in
the spell binding euphoria of timelessly infallible existence,
If the carnivorous world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
sadistically separating our gloriously synergistic palms; perennially bonded in
the most inscrutably fructifying winds of destiny,
If the ominous world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
cannibalistically separating our bountifully blossoming napes; perennially bonded in
the atmospheres of tirelessly unbridled poignancy,
If the delirious world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; tawdrily
separating our immaculately vibrant ears; perennially bonded in the aisles of celestially
unparalleled sensitivity,
If the sacrilegious world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
salaciously separating our intricately seductive spines; perennially bonded in
the whirlpools of unassailably fascinating intrigue,
If the parasitic world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; bawdily
separating our uninhibitedly truthful sweat; perennially bonded in the flames of
limitlessly ardent perseverance,

2. If the cynical world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; licentiously
separating our mischievously unabashed eyelashes; perennially bonded in the valleys
of surreally pristine fantasy,
If the inane world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; devilishly
separating our inscrutably triumphant destiny lines; perennially bonded in the
swirl of fervently unceasing magnetism,
If the foolhardy world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; forlornly
separating our invincibly scarlet blood; perennially bonded in the paradise of
impregnably altruistic humanity,
If the amorphous world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
dreadfully separating our gloriously artistic fingers; perennially bonded in a
boundless entrenchment of amiable charisma,
If the lambasting world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; heinously
separating our bounteously suckling tongues; perennially bonded in a fortress of
insuperably virile and unabashedly augmenting desire,
If the lecherous world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; horrifically
separating our undyingly symbiotic shoulders; perennially bonded in a civilization of
beautifully benign philanthropism,
If the dogmatic world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; profanely
separating our nimbly emollient souls; perennially bonded in a festoon of
unflinchingly fearless camaraderie,
If the unsparing world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive; inexorably
separating our compassionately heaving chests; perennially bonded in a meadow of
eternally unshakable passion,
If the meaningless world didn’t want us to become one whilst we were alive;
satanically separating our immortally priceless heartbeats; perennially bonded in
the caverns of royally undaunted love,
Don’t worry; for if not in blessedly unconquerable life; we’ll still forever and ever
and ever become one for an infinite more births yet to unveil; as we’d
drag our bodies far far away from the enthrallment of existence; shake hands with the
corpse of death; and then lets see who stops us from being unconquerably
one; after we die.