Poetry

1. WHY DON’T YOU KILL ME FOREVER?
I was dying a pathetically agonizing death every moment waiting for your sensuously
silken fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; scratch me uninhibitedly on
my cheek with them; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an inconsolably disastrous death every moment waiting for your
astoundingly poignant lips; why don’t you just come infront of me; kiss me
unabashedly on my lips with them; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a torturously sullen death every moment waiting for your tantalizingly
unparalleled belly; why don’t you just come infront of me; gyrate it jubilantly like the
shooting stars; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a wretchedly uncouth death every moment waiting for your profoundly
unblemished eyes; why don’t you just come infront of me; savor every aspect of my
personality with their black’s and whites; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an invidiously castrated death every moment waiting for your
unbelievably ravishing hair; why don’t you just come infront of me;carelessly swish
them on my intricate goose-bumps; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a unforgivably penalizing death every moment; waiting for your
mellifluously spell binding throat; why don’t you just come infront of me; sing just a
rhyme with it towards my trembling countenance; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an indescribably lamenting death every moment; waiting for your sacredly
dainty feet; why don’t you just come infront of me; point a path on earth with it for
me to follow; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a fetidly perverted death every moment; waiting for your bountifully
effulgent cheeks; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them blush an
infinitesimal trifle; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a treacherously gory death every moment; waiting for your inscrutably
inimitable shadow; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its velvetiness
incarcerate each of my senses; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a barbarously asphyxiating death every moment; waiting for your
rhapsodically victorious neck; why don’t you just come infront of me; nod it
only once in ethereal mischief; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a horrendously vindictive death every moment; waiting for your

2. astoundingly eclectic fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; trace them like
white electricity down my unstoppably reverberating spine; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a hysterically cadaverous death every moment; waiting for your
unfathomably creative mind; why don’t you just come infront of me; unfurl
its wildest fantasy beside my ardent breath; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an abhorrently diabolical death every moment; waiting for your
wondrously stupefying armpits; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their
golden rivers of sweat dribble upon my fanatically waiting skin; and then forever fill
me?
I was dying a satanically crucifying death every moment; waiting for your impeccably
adorable ears; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their magnetically titillating
lobes dangle on my forehead; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a disdainfully cold-blooded death every moment; waiting for your
ebulliently unassailable personality; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its
unconquerable fragrance wholesomely capsize each of my senses; and then forever
kill me?
I was dying an unthinkably mortifying death every moment; waiting for your
insuperably majestic nostrils; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them fierily
breathe down my enthused neck; and then forever kill me?
I was dying an unbearably remorseful death every moment; waiting for your royally
nubile shoulders; why don’t you just come infront of me; entwine their unlimited
glory with my uncontrollably resonating chest; and then forever kill me?
I was dying a mercilessly lambasting death every moment; waiting for your pricelessly
voluptuous bosom; why don’t you just come infront of me; unravel just a fragment of
its timeless compassion into my life; and then forever kill me?
And I was dying a gorily demented death every moment; waiting for your perpetually
ameliorating heart; why don’t you just come infront of me; lets its immortal beats
caress my miserably emaciated soul; and then forever kill me?