A GLOWING AFFECTION TO MY LOVE
Oh, what things exceptionally special had nature bountifully treasured in her humanities that undeserved privilege was granted to them to partake in her
offer of life. What unnatural personality are you -- nature? that every part of you shimmers with glow and glory. You are a magnet far powerful and fascinating than and or beyond the magnet of Bermuda Triangle.
In and without the peripheries of Bermuda Triangle is no go area for undesirables, so your character that fums like an active new wine in a jar throws out any undesirables thaat come in you, perhaps, for to daint,
Your implacability is evidenced in your eyes that shine fiercer than the rays of mid-
day sun, and which from its environment everything that can oppose fly away without delay. Your size and power are enormous that rivals cannot move you from your place. Your beauty is marvellous. At every appearance, all other glittering beauty bow and mingle under yours.
Your stepings are like a metallic stampeding, and quiver and rattle more than staff of ancient kings. Your swinging steps that are of more aesthetic attraction than that of
young Chamois, dazzle trouble mind to calmness and can hypnotize one that for long has been in dearth of natural
sleep.
You are too glorious that sun borrows light and heat from you. The numberless quadrillion stars and Moon plead to serve you for strength and illuminations. Your mysterious existence produces and alternates wheather in batches viz; summer, winter, autum, frost, snowy and airy atmosphere. And even when you choose to appear like apparition, thunderous volcano erupts might mountain and reduces it to valley.
You
speak of love. You speak of war and also peace. As you revolve, any of these your attributes your beholders wish to owe, the fruits thereof they abundantly reap.
I mean, you speak of love, and even teaches it. Your searching romantic eyes are blessings to the wise, for they make them more simple, guide and guard their feet from falling. But they turn fiercely against the fools whose lofty and self-conceit cannot offer humility to.
In spite of your being omni-potent, you bend hunting for lovers. You righteously humbles yourself to trace my poor, wretched and unclean room, and begged me, pleaded with me to accept you as a the only true lover. Even when the filth in my room had made my enemies to laugh at me, even when the guilt in the
heart you were
pleading to make love with were pilling, you kept on coming and pleading with your love letters to accept wooing you as a rare lover.
I couldn`t verily farthom why you should have come in the first place, and now even to the extent of pleading with me. But I am happy I was wise to have, though wearily, accepted. For if not, I would not have had the privilege to sleep in your divine bed of love.
Oh, when my conscience eyes where opened to see that you are fairer than young and fair virgins here in my environment, who inspite of their mortal incapabilities, their opposites still desire, as I was once, if they were seats where those attractive, warmth and ululating buttocks of the young virgins rest. Or they wished they were the bare ground upon which they bend their steps; which peeps easily through their triangular legs to an intoxicating sight of a far hidden treasure, I bowed down for you in holy consternation.
You are my eyes, my heart, and my life. You are my feelings, faith and trust. a buckler that now shields me from attacks, cold and undue influences. You are my feelings that whizzes down heart breaks from earhly toils and disappointments. Since that day your loving arms are around my shoulders, all, including death have turned to a river of pleasure to me.
And I wrote to pour my affectionate to you love: I joyfully bless the day you found me/ I want to stay around you/And so beg you, sweet Love/Let the sweet begnning clothes the end.
For I know that: The day I met you was memorable/Though the conditons that led to it was miserable/The day I met you was commendable/Though the arena I was found was undesirable.
Life would have been critically nothing in and out without you, and if I have obstinately refused your wooing offer.
I hereto pledge, because yours is nothing but pure undiluted love, I must speak of your identity to my fellows.
(Oh, can you, reader, guess who my wonderful Love is?)
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