WILL NEVER LOSE

The Sun might slowly and slowly lose all its ferociously blazing
rays; remorsefully withering behind the languid horizons; for
times immemorial,
The stars might slowly and slowly lose all their scintillating
shimmer; eventually appearing as nonchalantly lackadaisical
stones in the firmament of fathomlessly barren sky,
The oceans might slowly and slowly lose all their ravishingly
tangy salt; sullenly metamorphosing into boundless kilometers of
corrugated dry rubble and
worthlessly invidious sand,
The deserts might slowly and slowly lose all their regally
fascinating majesty; disdainfully transforming into obsolete
mirages of derogatorily dilapidated
despondence,
The mountains might slowly and slowly lose all their
unconquerably shimmering peaks; being transited into
capriciously fugitive dust; as ghastly earthquakes
tumultuously plundered them,
The roses might slowly and slowly lose all their enchantingly
enamoring redolence; limply shedding all their bountifully
burgeoning petals into a livid heap; for the wastrel parasites to
devour,
The forests might slowly and slowly lose all their enigmatically
jubilant trees; ludicrously shriveling into a cadaverously
macabre heap; as the onslaught of
inclement drought austerely tightened its pugnacious grip,
The Moon might slowly and slowly lose all its resplendently
milky shimmer; eventually succumbing like a diminutive
mosquito; to the thunderously
diabolical conglomerate of obnoxiously grey clouds,
The soldier might slowly and slowly lose all his irrefutably
dazzling integrity; uxoriously yieldingthe secrets of his

motherland; in order to save his skin from hedonistically

indescribable torture,
The nightingale might slowly and slowly lose all its astoundingly
mellifluous charisma; pathetically plummeting into an eternal
slumber out of sheer tiredness; even as the atmosphere outside
died a billion times every minute; without its golden voice,
The mirror might slowly and slowly lose all its unequivocally
righteous sparkle; shattering into an infinite pieces of
grotesquely cacophonic distortion; at the slightest cry of the
satanically rampaging devil,
The fortress might slowly and slowly lose all its invincibly
Herculean strength; obnoxiously crumbling like a pack of frigidly
lugubrious cards; as its foundations inexplicably gave away,
The sky might slowly and slowly lose all its beautifully iridescent
effulgence; being horrifically adulterated by monotonously
venomous spacecrafts and indiscriminately pulverizing missiles,
The bones might slowly and slowly lose all their unflinchingly
altruistic tenacity; eventually falling a lame prey to the vagaries
of the maliciously parasitic and ruthlessly conventional society,
The clocks might slowly and slowly lose all their meticulously
fantastic essence of time; as the electric pace of maligned
viciousness in the colossal planet today; insatiably overshadowed
them with their bane,
The clouds might slowly and slowly lose all their voluptuously
tantalizing moisture; dreadfully vanishing into the corpses of
insipidly fretful meaninglessness; as the blanket of
panoramically fructifying green disappeared from the trajectory
of this fathomless Universe,
The conscience might slowly and slowly lose all its magnificently
aristocratic armor of spell binding truth; to inevitably survive
amidst the pack of vengefully marauding and manipulatively
decrepit wolves,

The nostril might slowly and slowly lose all its vivaciously
exuberant breath; with the graveyards of truculently penalizing
death perniciously creeping in from every conceivable side,
But come what may; the doors of my passionately fulminating
heart will always be open for you ; and even if I had to take an
infinite births yet again; I will never lose even an evanescent iota
of my patience; I will forever wait for you; you and till
the time you make me your breath; forever make me only you .