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She Remained Unarrived.

She Remained Unarrived.

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And so happened one night

that she

didn’t come to my rescue.

I’d have showered her

with my weird love

so much to the effect

that she’d be soaked

in an infinite pool of dreamy perceptions

and surrounded by clouds white

of endorphins and dopamines.

(a whiter than the whitest white; like an epitome of white)

And I’d have been elevated

by the sheer plainness

of her face

if not anything else.

Though I’d rather caress

her flawless neck

or just look

for my green

in her stark naked black eyes

sans any kohl whatsoever.

but

there she is.

Unarrived.

Probably wondering

what am I up to next?

And here I was.

With a hundred

and twenty three moons gone by

just wanting

a little love in return

while I nurture

and give her

a mountainful

of my idea of affection.


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