WITHOUT THE IMMORTAL LOVE OF A WOMAN

Every man's eye is devastatingly empty; unbearably rotting

towards the dungeons of diabolical hell; without the celestially
commiserating reflections of a bountiful woman,
Every man's palm is sinfully empty; barbarously rotting towards
the coffins of penalizing hell; without the compassionately
befriending grip of an honest woman,
Every man's vein is dreadfully empty; devilishly rotting towards
the vacuum of torturous hell; without the invincibly righteous
rudiments of a sacrosanct woman,
Every man's brain is deliriously empty; sadistically rotting
towards the thorns of cold-blooded hell; without the
unsurpassably ebullient fantasies of an eclectic woman,
Every man's lip is ghastily empty; tawdrily rotting towards the
mortuaries of parasitic hell; without the wondrously igniting
kisses of an ardent woman,
Every man's shadow is venomously empty; carnivorously rotting
towards the skeletons of hideous hell; without the mellifluously
symbiotic sweetness of a benign woman,
Every man's signature is disastrously empty; egregiously rotting
towards the nothingness of hedonistic hell; without the
astoundingly ameliorating reflection of a caring woman,
Every man's mission is treacherously empty; horrendously
rotting towards the dirt of excoriating hell; without the
pricelessly unconquerable encouragement of a blessed woman,
Every man's lung is cripplingly empty; nonsensically rotting
towards the meaninglessness of asphyxiating hell; without the
unassailably reinvigorating breath
of a timeless woman,
Every man's cheek is lecherously empty; salaciously rotting
towards the perversions of crucifying hell; without the
mischievously spell binding peck of an untamed woman,

Every man's chest is drearily empty; ignominiously rotting

towards the blackness of massacring hell; without the magically
reincarnating caress of a sensuous woman,
Every man's spine is lividly empty; preposterously rotting
towards the holocaust of morbid hell; without the
insurmountably majestic virility of an enigmatic woman,
Every man's adventure is hopelessly empty; sacrilegiously
rotting towards the ghost of tormenting hell; without the
inscrutably tantalizing echo of a mesmerizing woman,
Every man's skin is frigidly empty; inconsolably rotting towards
the whiplash of strangulating hell; without the fathomlessly
unabashed exhilaration of an intrepid woman,
Every man's soul is cursedly empty; inexplicably rotting towards
the gallows of murderous hell; without the infallibly consecrating
sensitivity of a vivacious woman,
Every man's shoulder is dolorously empty; blasphemously rotting
towards the shards of deteriorating hell; without the amazingly
unflinching unity of a blissful woman,
Every man's ear is abjectly empty; viciously rotting towards the
gutters of malevolent hell; without the enchantingly unfettered
voice of a mystical woman,
Every man's nostril is despondently empty; perilously rotting
towards the wickedness of baseless hell; without the perennially
life-yielding fragrance of an intricate woman,
And every man's heart is haplessly empty; unsparingly rotting
towards the evil jinx of cannibalistic hell; without the immortally
embracing love of a faithful woman .