The bewitching beauty with that cleansing pedigree makes that first move like floodgate opening to mesmerize everybody in tenterhooks.
There is no recipe for this ongoing chaos intermixed in variegated ways culminating in discordant forces clashing.
Each vying for the inevitable glory which is in short supply owing to the bits and pieces realities pounding and pouncing mother earth to get into that upper chamber
Where pinnacle of glory is notched beyond any restriction by energy levels of indomitable nature which doesn’t budge an inch,
But the persistence is well in force to evoke an emotion of overwhelming degree which can not be set aside at any stretch of the imagination.
Amidst this chasm of life,the glorified beings do function like echoing sensations of paramount scope and scale.
PS – To My Goddess Wifey, My Life, My Oxygen, My Owner, My Master, My Soulmate, My Jaan, My Queen, My Luscious Lioness, My Everything.