What tomorrow would bring for me in its exhilaratingly

blissful winds; I didn’t care; nor did have even the

tiniest of longing to know,

But what I was unconquerably sure about was that; each

ingredient of my emaciated eye ardently wanted to

witness your divinely silhouette this very moment;

without the slightest of hindrance in between and the

recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its graciously

bountiful lap; I didn’t care; nor did have even the

most diminutive of longing to know,

But what I was unassailably sure about was that; each

droplet of my trembling blood fervently wanted to blend with your philanthropically handsome goodness this very moment; without the slightest of impediments

in between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its ingratiatingly

inexplicable horizons; I didn’t care; nor did have

even the most parsimonious of longing to know,

But what I was unfathomably sure about was that; each

line of my impoverished palm insatiably wanted to

entwine with your majestically unfurling life this

very moment; without the slightest of darkness in

between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its royally

resplendent swirl; I didn’t care; nor did have even

the most mercurial of longing to know,

But what I was invincibly sure about was that; each

cracked contour of my lips triumphantly wanted to

intermingle with your sensuously iridescent senses

this very moment; without the slightest of morass in

between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its enigmatically

philandering breath; I didn’t care; nor did have even

the most remote longing to know,

But what I was boundlessly sure about was that; each

vein of my abysmally faltering legs zanily wanted to

coalesce with your benevolently humanitarian stride

this very moment; without the slightest of duress in

between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its celestially

vibrant fabric; I didn’t care; nor did have even the

most oblivious longing to know,

But what I was indefatigably sure about was that; each

chord of my preposterously scorched throat

tumultuously wanted to slaver your Samaritan sweetness

this very moment; without the slightest of treachery

in between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its vividly

coruscated dawn; I didn’t care; nor did have even the

most cloistered of longing to know,

But what I was impregnably sure about was that; each

miserably bereaved bone of mine unrelentingly wanted

the compassionate caress of your magical palms this

very moment; without the slightest of embroilment in

between and the recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its spell

bindingly enamoring resplendence; I didn’t care; nor

did have even the most insipid of longing to know,

But what I was limitlessly sure about was that; each

sordidly estranged pore of my flesh perennially wanted

to bond with your rhapsodic melody this very moment;

without the slightest of bedlam in between and the

recital of NO….

What tomorrow would bring for me in its enchantingly

fragrant corridor; I didn’t care; nor did have even

the most infidel of longing to know,

But what I was fathomlessly sure about was that; each

devastatingly diminishing breath of mine perpetually

wanted to entwine with your altruistically fearless

life this very moment; without the slightest of

inhibition in between and the recital of NO….

And what tomorrow would bring for me in its redolently

euphoric wave; I didn’t care; nor did have even the

most ephemeral of longing to know, But what I was supremely sure about was that; each

beat of my gratuitously feckless heart immortally

wanted to entrench with your love this very moment;

without the slightest of hesitation in between and the

recital of NO….