It was a night in which we were going to be forever bonded in the oceans of conjugal bliss; it was a night which was going to be our very first wedding night.

When I cuddled the furry skin of the striped leopard, / I experienced overwhelming courage acting as my companion.

Glistening golden sands of the beach, / A lunch box for venomous crabs, / Stormy waves dispatching sheets of salt, / With metallic clangs on crab shell, / Prompting elaborate spread of noxious tentacles, / Temporary dislocating the gallant brown spider, / Into well spun cocoons of slippery mud.

but to irrefutably ensure that the passion brilliantly transformed every speck of infertility into the chapters of everlastingly Omniscient procreation; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for.

When I was chased by a striped leopard in dense camouflage of the jungle, / There was an overwhelming craving to clamber up the tree; and hide in the myriad of branches.

When I scrupulously passed high school; passing with exorbitant marks in a plethora of subjects, / The surreal days of childhood; now an evanescent memory of the past, / They asked me the arenas I was going to specialize; trying to decode my aptitude towards life.

If you were going to drown her in the swirling and ferocious waves of the ocean after the whale overtoppled her boat; drown me to the bottom instead.

An idle flesh; is the impotently lackadaisical and menacingly incarcerating infertility's; favorite workshop.

and when I burnt infinite leaves of my immaculate heart, / there was a mystical aroma that imprisoned the ambience, / it was a smell that portrayed sacrosanct love, / it was an insatiable odour of her mesmerizing soul thoroughly entwined in mine.

Somewhere in the midst of the mammoth ocean; there exists the preposterously huge whale.