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Purely noumenal or epistemologically maieutic?   Existentially transcendental transmogrification, transmute, transude, transubstantiate.  Spiritual apercu’s incarnate.  Infinite possibilities eidetic prospectus perpetrates incorporeity ideology’s perfectible ontology.  Elan vital’s entelechy’s apotheosis.  Psychic clarity’s evolutional ascension.  Perpetuity’s adamant tenacity.  Sentience’s inevitably irrefragable logistical tactician.  Preternatural’s ostensibly immortal fecund.  Yes, lie with me and I will indeed proceed to exceed the parameters of your mind with mesmerizingly enrapturing ecstatic euphoria.  Sublimely surreal futurity fatidic and  decadently arrogant blatant flagrancy.  Incorrigible atrociously impetuous impudence,  pusillanimous no.  Enthrallingly endearing sensually demonstrative flirtatious flamboyance.  What’s to extravagant exorbitance portray……… exserted protuberance’s indefatigably indomitable.  Sexuality’s infrangibly latent virilities, erotica erectile errantry’s hubris!  Feral phrenic frenzied ****’s salaciously seductive.
Prophylaxis protocol's impecunious obviation.  Irate tirade treatise, vehement escapade tedium.  Corrupt costume counselor siren skeptic.
When into The Lost Archives of Time," Oui, Sirs!
I have many hours misspent," I as much do admit;
& in truth, deep thoughts are cries of mine, be sure -
Aye, hath plenty hours since been biased such to a myth.
Then again, to defrost dark ice of rime, Sweet Lord!
I laugh! O and the Powers descend, my last rush to ad lib.
Memories sit near and far
But await the creation for new.
We leave behind lost hopes and dreams askew.
A passion is born again, this time of year,
although short lived, but it is you who decides it's destiny.
So dream and wonder, let your heart
Lead the way and grasp so tight ,
at this life you live,
don't ever let it go astray.
Happy New Year!!
 Jan 2016 Anique Prinse
Eliza
Is missing you the same as missing the memories of you?
Or am I fooling myself once again by believing I do?

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