"Violet Tale Of Folklore Love"
By Nirnimesh Koted
Ivory "dove" pair of us— solemnizes evermore vows
of aspiring, cohesive oneness to each other in every lifetime!
Amorous "treasure trove" soul of us-
Immortalize forevermore vows
of respiring, dandle nestle to each other in every Glee charm of the day, And serene peace of night! Oh, my precious, beloved thee! This or that-
Nestle me in your gracious sea! How precious my deluxe must be;
to be a lavender haze of your doe eyes! How sanctified my Hyacinth soul must be; To be lost in the labyrinth of floral lust of treasurer thee!
How ablaze and pleading my thirst must be;
To be the idyllic nectar of the Dulcify bumble bee!
How evermore my love curse must be; to be the phantom shadow of thee, Submerge in sublime beauty like a humble-bee!
This or that-
Thou hast eternally enriched this Ardour poet with their esse,
sequel tale of ours-emits the sparkle so immense,
Leaves attar such as this of ecstatic
Violet!
voyage of rowing to secret places on wild nights,
Oh, the everlasting ecstasy!
Indulged 1-in the Renaissance of the Dazzle Eager Glance,
Moored by the ensconce of Morris dance, Sipped 1-in the jouissance of magnetic blossom romance!
'Tis haying time-vocalise the attar of
thee in sublime hymns of dusk and dawn,
Unsteady state of my mind to steady in the rhyme of a wind chime across my lawn,
It is that glimmer romance of thee? that aurify the despairing soul,
and electrified the cold body in a magnetic
dipole,
Lavender Surmise of Religious Trance In my body,
the incandescent relish of never-dead romance in my spirit,
sewed up, rose up, soaked up,
our wilderness with scarlet evenings and pearl haze mornings.
'Twas! 'Tis! 'Twill!
A Soulful Velvet Pair of Dove,
Has It alchemy of moonlight in awe of,
Violet tale of folklore love!
Secrecy was in between hedges! in between rooms!
The sublime home of our feral joy-
resides in a secret meadow of hidden isles, tomb of our dead romance-
buried in the isles of my electric poetries!
By Nirnimesh Koted
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