Poetry

1. WHEN I WASN’T BREATHING
When I wasn’t blissfully snoring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cistern of
stupendously rhapsodic and gloriously majestic Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t unsurpassably fantasizing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a garden of
ingeniously magical and miraculously mitigating Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t superbly adventuring; I was still inexhaustibly writing an ocean of
bountifully resplendent and timelessly undefeated Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t scrumptiously relishing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a playground
of optimistically enlightening and unbelievably royal Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t limitlessly triumphing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cascade of
beautifully panoramic and effulgently liberating Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t pricelessly smiling; I was still inexhaustibly writing a lantern of
unendingly vibrant and inscrutably tantalizing Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t gloriously partying; I was still inexhaustibly writing a paradise of
eternally vivacious and pristinely redolent Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t unassailably inspiring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a festoon of
incredulously ameliorating and perpetually compassionate Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t magnanimously feasting; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cocoon of
symbiotically philanthropic and ubiquitously coalescing Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t ebulliently fornicating; I was still inexhaustibly writing a mist of
wonderfully reinvigorating and blessedly burgeoning Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t flirtatiously winking; I was still inexhaustibly writing a swirl of
brilliantly untainted and Omnipotently ecstatic Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t mellifluously singing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a heaven of
iridescently innovative and spectacularly celestial Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t synergistically relaxing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a pearl of
unconquerably seductive and unprecedentedly enamoring Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t amiably conversing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a palette of
majestically invincible and Omnipresently procreating Immortal Love Poetry,

2. When I wasn’t holistically earning; I was still inexhaustibly writing a canvas of
inimitably untamed and fragrantly altruistic Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t unceasingly exultating; I was still inexhaustibly writing a tunnel of
mystically replenishing and perennially enthralling Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t devoutly praying; I was still inexhaustibly writing a meadow of vividly
glorifying and fearlessly jubilant Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t ardently dancing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a rainbow of
poignantly marvelous and unshakably subliming Immortal Love Poetry,
When I wasn’t unstoppably admiring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a mirror of
truthfully Omnipresent and inherently revealing Immortal Love Poetry,
And when I wasn’t quintessentially breathing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a
cosmos of unbreakably everlasting and universally bonding Immortal Love Poetry.